Daniel Handler Quotes

You treat me like a dog and you expect me to smile? You remind me of a jackass.

Do you—do you think I want to—do you think I give a—I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY!" Harry roared. "You will," said Dumbledore sadly. "Because you are not nearly as mad at me as you ought to be. If you are to attack me, as I know you are close to doing, I would like to have thoroughly earned it.

I was so tired of being told reasonable, practical things whenever something went wrong with my life.

my mother, poor fish, wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a week, telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile! why don't you ever smile?" and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the saddest smile I ever saw

No reason to be angry. Anger just distracts from the all-encompassing sadness.

My feelings - as usual - we will slaughter them all.

When you're too mad and too rattled to see straight, you're bound to make mistakes. You can't go on and on for years being miserable about a situation and not have it change you. You get so you can't stand yourself.

Explanations don't comfort. You won't feel better if you know why. It won't hurt any less.

I'm very sensitive in real life. I cannot not cry if someone around me is crying. I will start to cry if someone is crying, even if it's not appropriate. I have that thing in me, a weakness or sensitivity.

My tolerance for tears is very little when you're beautiful and crying over nothing.

I'm very sensitive and I'm quite a soft person, and I cry a lot when things upset me.

Ever since I was a child, I would start crying seeing anyone in pain.

I'm an emotional person; I do occasionally shed a tear.

I'll sit on the floor and cry if I'm having a meltdown. I don't care.

I don't think I get that upset over things.

I was banned when I feel I was at my peak, and anyone in my shoes would feel the same way I did and would also have gone through the whole range of emotions that I did.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can make me think I deserved it.

Unhappiness is too common to call for special measures.

For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when I was angry, a humiliating tendency.

Thinking about suicide is a potent consolation: it helps us to get through many a bad night.

I’m going to be mentally ill in fifteen years, and that’s why my husband doesn’t want to be around me.

You don't get depressed because bad things happen to you. That's getting pissed off and annoyed. That's reasonable. Someone hits you in the face you go ow, you know that's... but depression is something that happens like weather to you inside you.

It's the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can't cope with it.

And I mean to hear ye groan like that again. And to moan and sob, even though you dinna wish to, for ye canna help it. I mean to make you sigh as though your heart would break, and scream with the wanting, and at last to cry out in my arms, and I shall know that I've served ye well.

Feeling someone else's anger is bad; being left alone is worse.