Daniel Handler
Daniel Handler
Daniel Handleris an American writer and journalist. He is best known for his work under the pen name Lemony Snicket, having published children's series A Series of Unfortunate Events and All the Wrong Questions under this pseudonym. He has also published adult novels under his real name; his first book The Basic Eight was rejected by many publishers for its dark subject matter. His most recent book is We Are Pirates. Handler has also played the accordion in several bands...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth28 February 1970
CitySan Francisco, CA
CountryUnited States of America
Bad circumstances have a way of ruining things that would otherwise be pleasant.
Complimenting someone in an exaggerated way is known as flattery, and flattery will generally get you anything you want...
The way sadness works is one of the strangest riddles of the world.
We all know of course, that we should never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever fiddle around in any way with electrical equipment. NEVER.
Hal is on his way." The nurse announced reentering the room.
Reader: Dear Mr. Snicket, What is the best way to keep a secret? Lemony Snicket : Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding.
It is very difficult to make one's way in this world without being wicked at one time or another, when the world's way is so wicked to being with.
I have produced things that I would say were sincerely cheerful. But then I am reminded by other people that no one else would see them that way.
Announcing your death should be like announcing that you are a lunar moth: It must be done quietly or it will not be believed.
One of the remarkable things about love is that, despite very irritating people writing poems and songs about how pleasant it is, it really is quite pleasant.
[I]t was the color of someone buying you an ice cream cone for no reason at all.
If you have ever had a miserable experience, then you have probably had it said to you that you would feel better in the morning. This, of course, is utter nonsense, because a miserable experience remains a miserable experience even on the loveliest of morning.
I do what I do," I said, "in order to do something else.
It looked exhausting and pointless, two things that should be avoided at all costs