Anything else, Butler?" "The cosh, sir.
Hit that back-stabber where it hurts, right in the ambition.
Boo-hoo. Help me, I'm a girl. What kind of modern woman are you? A smart one.
Who or what inspires you?" "I must admit that I often read my own articles in scientific journals and inspire myself.
He took a deep, shuddering breath. "Okay. I said it, it's out there. And I am fine now. So let's move on, shall we? What's the plan?
She forces me to endure this ridiculous therapy, when the so-called counselors are little better than misguided do-gooders with degrees. -Artemis Fowl