The stove is a bit like a servant. You have to whack it sometimes to get it to work.
Seize the children!
Poor little orphan. Haven’t you learned anything this year? Week? Season?[to Violet]
Please, come in, and mind you wipe your feet on the mat so you don’t track in any mud. And don’t forget your enormous fortune!
Parts of the plan were unplanned. That’s the plan. I mean, you don’t want to overplan a plan.
I may have a handsome and youthful glow, but I wasn’t born yesterday.
Does this seem like a nightmare? A bad dream? Because that’s the effect I was going for.
Scram, police! Wait, wait! That’s us. Right.
It’s time. Let’s lose our first patient.
I guess those who can’t do, teach.
Of course I’m going to die! That’s the way of the world, Baudelaires. Everybody runs around with their secrets and their schemes, trying to outwit one another, and then they die.
My body is a temple, young man. I would never sully my skin the way so many young people do nowadays with their hedonistic lifestyle of loud music and abstinence.[to Klaus]
