How wrong to think I was anyone else, like thinking grass stains make you a beautiful view, like getting kissed makes you kissable, like feeling warm makes you coffee, like liking movies makes you a director. How utterly incorrect to think it any other way, a box of crap is treasures, a boy smiling means it, a gentle moment is a life improved.

There was still plenty of water in the basement, and I felt it soaking me from the knees on down. If someone wanted to torture me until I told them a critical piece of information, all they would have to do is get my socks wet. It feels terrible.

To hear the phrase "our only hope" always makes one anxious, because it means that if the only hope doesn't work, there is nothing left.

All cannot be lost when there is still so much being found

There are two kinds of fears: rational and irrational- or in simpler terms, fears that make sense and fears that don't.

Anyone who thinks the pen is mightier than the sword has not been stabbed with both.

Count Olaf certainly does sound evil. Imagine forcing children to stand near a stove!