Quotes from Eoin Colfer

ADHDDAAADHD (ntm) ABT which stood for Always Dreaming His Dopey Days Away, Also Attention Deficit Hyperflatulence Disorder (not to mention) A Bit Thick.

Ik bewonder haar, moeder, echt. Zoals zij alles aanpakt wat op haar pad komt en nooit opgeeft.' Angeline Fowl zoog verbaasd haar adem in. 'Nou, Artemis Fowl de Tweede, dat is zo'n beetje de langste niet-wetenschappelijke zin die ik je ooit heb horen uitspreken.

Marineregels, Butler. Je bent op mijn boot, dus ik geef hier de bevelen.' 'Voor zover ik me kan herinneren heb ik die boot hiernaartoe gebracht.' 'Ja, bedankt dat je mijn boot hebt gebracht.

The new shell has already grown, and Shelly will get rid of the old one by igniting a layer of methane cells and blasting it off." Holly wanted to be sure she understood what was being said. "So you're saying that Shelly is going to light a fart?" "No, Shelly is going to light the fart. He has stored enough methane to power Haven for a year. There hasn't been a fart like this since the last dwarf tribal gathering.

Deacon laughs. 'People like you and me, Dan, trouble sniffs us out. Maybe you can hide out for a while, maybe even a few years, but eventually someone needs to be saved or someone needs to be killed.

Scopes were sending high-res shots

knit a sweater of ants

Juliet klapte in haar handen. 'Heb jij eigenlijk ooit wel eens een bevel opgevolgd?' 'Het was een soort non-bevel en ik volg trouwens alleen bevelen op als ze redelijk zijn.' - Holly

The centaur was unconvinced. "I doubt it. My bugs don't have bugs.

us, by the way – "they are forever dead to their brothers and sisters." So there was no guarantee that that particular fairy was worth even

and instead of ordering Budacious to attack the Fowl twin, he ordered it to knit a sweater of ants, which confused the creeper so much that it went into a spasm and fell away from Axborn completely

The man was an animal. Base and foul. In a just world he would be the prisoner and Conor a free man.

There was nothing in Holly Short's future but death. Her current future. But the future could be changed.

Why don't you write that sentence down and read it? Then perhaps you would realize how insane you are. -Linus Wynter

Arthur scowled. "The green death-ray colors? Yes, I can see those. I would prefer to see them from a great distance, so can we please get out of here?

Saints are not allowed to lie, not even to demons.

Holly kicked up her legs behind her, dropping into a steep dive. Diving was against Recon regulations. All approaches were supposed to be controlled and gradual, but what was the point of flying if you couldn't feel the slipstream tugging at your toes?

Great, thought Holly. No matter what dimension you're in, there's a big-headed male trying to take over the world.

Mr. Charismo? Surely not Tibor Charismo, the most famous man in all of England.

And surely the ultimate point of weapons training was to kill humans.

Beckett placed the spectacles on his face. "Look at me," he said. "I'm Myles Fowl. The vortex of the quadrangle is deteriorating my underpants." And he was gone, back-flipping to earth and scampering across the garden like a boy who had been raised by beasts.

Spud's Spud Emporium.

So what's going on in there? Anything interesting?" Root tried to answer, but his soldier's vocabulary just didn't have the superlatives. "What? What is it?" The commander made an attempt. "It's…the human…I've never…Oh, forget it, Foaly. You're going to have to see this for yourself.

Root nodded, twisting a thick cigar into the hole beneath his nose.