Writing is a dying form. One reads of this every day.
The trouble with being patient is that eventually you get tired of it.
…in life it is often the tiny details that end up being the most important.
You’re noble enough, Baudelaires. That’s all we can ask for in this world.
This is my knife. It is very sharp and very eager to hurt you.
Those unable to catalog the past are doomed to repeat it.
For Beatrice, when we met, my life began. Soon afterwards, yours ended.