I'm on my feet, pacing around the room, punching a fist into my palm, which I stop doing when I realise how drama queen it feels.

Being in command means making tough decisions. Not being in command means shutting up and doing what you're told. --Artemis Fowl

Butler,” he called, his voice thin and childlike in the wind. “Yes, Artemis, what?” “If something goes wrong, wait for me. No matter how it looks, I will return. I will bring them all back.

Artemis Fowl grinned right back at him and pointed his index finger to the sky... from the tip of this finger sprang a small blue spark that exploded like a tiny firework. “I know magic can be stolen,” said Artemis. “Because I stole some myself.

Argh? Pathetic and inarticulate. Nice combination. Your mothers must be so proud.

Remember the pain?' thought Artemis. I hate myself. I really do.

(about Dr. Po) Just another quack spouting psychobabble.