The Hostile Hospital (A Series of Unfortunate Events, #8)

by Lemony Snicket

“After all, a cheerful attitude is the most effective tool against sickness.” “I thought antibiotics were,” Klaus said. “Echinacea!” Sunny said. She meant “Or well-tested herbal remedies,” but the bearded man had stopped paying attention to the children and was looking out the window.

Was it really necessary? Was it absolutely necessary to steal that sugar bowl from Esmé Squalor?

“Vapey,” Sunny said,

Sunny gets it

“Egress,” Sunny agreed, which meant something along the lines of, “Klaus is right—the exit is the other way.”

“I think so, too,” Klaus said. “And I don’t like the sound of that operation. ‘Cranio’ means ‘head,’ and ‘ectomy’ is a medical term for removing something.” “Decap?” Sunny asked in a horrified whisper.

there were obstetricians carrying babies, hurrying to deliver people’s children.

“Trapped,” Sunny said, sneering as best she could.

Once I was a content man, with a comfortable home, a successful career, a person I loved very much, and an extremely reliable typewriter, but all of those things have been taken away from me, and now 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.”

“It worked,” Violet said. “We fooled them. We’re as good at tricking people as Olaf is.” “And at disguises,” Klaus said. “Anagrams,” Sunny said. “And lying to people,” Violet said, thinking of Hal, and the shopkeeper at Last Chance General Store and all the Volunteers Fighting Disease. “Maybe we’re becoming villains after all.” “Don’t say that,” Klaus said. “We’re not villains. We’re good people. We had to do tricky things in order to save our lives.”

“We’re not leaving anyone behind,” Klaus said firmly. “That’s what makes us different from Olaf.”