There is nothing particularly wrong with salmon, of course, but like caramel candy, strawberry yogurt, or liquid carpet cleaner, if you eat too much of it you are not going to enjoy your meal.
Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.
Deciding whether or not to trust a person is like deciding whether or not to climb a tree because you might get a wonderful view from the highest branch or you might simply get covered in sap and for this reason many people choose to spend their time alone and indoors where it is harder to get a splinter.
In love, as in life, one misheard word can be tremendously important. If you tell someone you love them, for instance, you must be absolutely certain that they have replied “I love you back” and not “I love your back” before you continue the conversation.
There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing for yourself.
People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.
Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby- awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.
Friends can make you feel that the world is smaller and less sneaky than it really is, because you know people who have similar experiences.
It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know.
Santa Claus has nothing to do with it, the latke said. Christmas and Hanukah are completely different things.But different things can often blend together, said the pine tree. Let me tell you a funny story about pagan rituals.
I never want to be away from you again, except at work, in the restroom or when one of us is at a movie the other does not want to see.
One of the world’s most tiresome questions is what object one would bring to a desert island,because people always answer a deck of cards or Anna Karenina when the obvious answer is a well equipped boat and a crew to sail me off the island and back home where I can play all the card games and read all the Russian novels I want.
In any case, this is how all our stories begin, in darkness with our eyes closed, and all our stories end the same way, too, with all of us uttering some last words—or perhaps someone else’s—before slipping back into darkness as our series of unfortunate events comes to an end.
It is useless for me to describe to you how terrible Violet, Klaus, and even Sunny felt in the time that followed. If you have ever lost someone very important to you, then you already know how it feels, and if you haven’t, you cannot possibly imagine it.
Literature doesn’t exactly have a strong mental-health track record.
If you have ever lost someone very important to you, then you already know how it feels; and if you haven’t, you cannot possibly imagine it.