The problem is that I know the textbook answers to any question you care to ask.

People are afraid of you, Arty. Girls are terrified of you. You’re a fifteen-year-old in a bespoke suit, and nobody died.

I do like to read in bed, but because I have two kids I'm often forced to read in the bathroom.

Hilarious, dude. You should, like, have your own show.

You need to stop thinking with your head, Mud Boy, and start thinking with your heart.” Artemis sighed. The heart was an organ for pumping oxygen-rich blood to the cells. It could no more think than an apple could tap-dance.

It would take less than a second for you to die. But that's quite long enough to be in mortal agony, don't you think?

Control puberty?" snorted the bodyguard."If you manage that, you'll be the first.