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October 7 - October 13, 2020
This particular book, for instance, describes an especially unhappy time in the dreadful lives of Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire, and if you have any sense at all you will shut this book immediately, drag it up a tall mountain, and throw it off the very top STOP.
Mr. Poe had never been particularly helpful, but he was not cruel, murdered, or Count Olaf, and those seemed to be reasons enough to contact him.
The point is that there is no way to know why someone has not contacted you, until they contact you and explain themselves. For this reason, the sensible expression would be “No news is no news,” except that it is so obvious it is hardly an expression at all.
And I would hop like nobody has ever hopped before, if I could somehow go back to that terrible Thursday, and stop Beatrice from attending that afternoon tea where she met Esmé Squalor for the first time.
We are Volunteers Fighting Disease, And we’re cheerful all day long. If someone said that we were sad, That person would be wrong. We visit people who are sick, And try to make them smile, Even if their noses bleed, Or if they cough up bile. Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart-shaped balloon. We visit people who are ill, And try to make them laugh, Even when the doctor says He must saw them in half. We sing and sing all night and day, And then we sing some more. We sing to boys with broken bones And girls whose throats are sore. Tra la la,
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the Cathedral of the Alleged Virgin,
“We are Volunteers Fighting Disease, And we’re cheerful all day long, If someone said that we were sad, That person would be—”
“Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity,” Sunny said, which was something she had said only once before. It meant something along the lines of “I must admit I don’t have the faintest idea of what is going on,”
If I had been with the children, I would have been able to tell them a long and terrible story about men and women who joined a noble organization only to find their lives wrecked by a greedy man and a lazy newspaper,
The word “Beatrice” reminds me of a volunteer organization that was swarming with corruption,
Just about everything in this world is easier said than done, with the exception of “systematically assisting Sisyphus’s stealthy, cyst-susceptible sister,” which is easier done than said.
wandering into a bookstore and placing my books on the highest place in the shelf, so that no one will be tempted to buy and read them—when
Was it really necessary? Was it absolutely necessary to steal that sugar bowl from Esmé Squalor?
“Because of the evidence discussed on page nine,” read the sentence above the photograph, “experts now suspect that there may in fact be one survivor of the fire, but the survivor’s whereabouts are unknown.”
“We are Volunteers Fighting Disease, And we’re cheerful all day long. If someone said that we were sad, That person would be wrong.”
“We visit people who are sick, And try to make them smile, Even if their noses bleed, Or if they cough up bile.”
“Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart-shaped balloon.”
“We visit people who are ill, And try to make them laugh, Even when the doctor says He must saw them in half.”
“We sing and sing all night and day, And then we sing some more. We sing to boys with broken bones And girls whose throats are sore.”
“Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart-shaped balloon.”
“The next patient is Emma Bovary in Room 2611. She has food poisoning, so she needs a particularly cheerful attitude.”
“We sing to men with measles, And to women with the flu, And if you breathe in deadly germs, We’ll probably sing to you.”
“Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart-shaped balloon.”
“Recazier?” Sunny asked dumbfoundedly. The word “dumbfoundedly” here means “wondering why in the world Klaus wanted to eat alphabet soup at a time like this,” and “Recazier?” here means “Klaus, why in the world do you want to eat alphabet soup at a time like this?”
“Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity,” Sunny said, which you will probably recall means something along the lines of “I must admit I don’t have the faintest idea of what is going on.” Sunny had now said this particular thing three times over the course of her life, and she was beginning to wonder if this was something she was only going to say more and more as she grew older.
You might read a book on how to have a successful marriage, when the only woman you will ever love has married someone else and then perished one terrible afternoon.
the only trace I have of those happy days is the tattoo on my left ankle.
“It doesn’t take courage to kill someone,” Klaus said. “It takes a severe lack of moral stamina.”
“I’m a bit tired of singing that song, if you want to know the truth.”
“We are Volunteers Fighting Disease, And we’re cheerful all day long. If someone said that we were sad, That person would be wrong.”
“We visit people who are sick, And try to make them smile, Even if their noses bleed, Or if they cough up bile.”
“Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart-shaped balloon.”
“We visit people who are ill, And try to make them laugh, Even when the doctor says He must saw them in half. We sing and sing all night and day, And then we sing some more. We sing to boys with broken bones And girls whose throats are sore.”
“Tra la la, Fiddle dee dee, Hope you get well soon. Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, Have a heart-shaped balloon.”
“Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity,” Sunny said, but she did as Violet asked and poked her sharpest tooth through the bottom of the can.
“V.F.D.!” Esmé said with a cackle. “The real V.F.D., that is, not those ridiculous singers!”
