Holly. In the name of all the gods, stop shooting energy into all-energy beings. Just how stupid are you? The bots quivered and meshed, growing larger and more aggressive.
Het is het niet waard. Neem dat maar aan van iemand die jouw fouten al begaan heeft. - Artemis, tegen Minerva
Great, thought Holly. No matter what dimension you’re in, there’s a bigheaded male trying to take over the world.
Grab some caviar from the kitchen. You wouldn't believe the muck they feed us in Bartleby's for ten thousand a term.
Genius inspires resentment. A sad fact of life.
Geen eenden. Alsjeblieft geen eenden. Ik zou de Nobelprijs nog winnen.- Artemis
For almost a year, Opal Koboi had languished in the padded-cell wing of the J. Argon Clinic, showing no response to the medical warlocks who tried to revive her. In all that time, she spoke not a sing...
Foaly: Anyone see you come in here? Holly: The FBI, CIA, NSA, DEA, MI6. Oh, and the EIB. Foaly: The EIB? Holly: (smirking) Everyone in the building.
Foaly twitched his tail contentedly. Genius. No point in being humble about it.
Foaly is singing, said Holly. Surely that’s illegal?
Everything rests on the poisoned wine. If it were just the queen, I could force it down her gullet, but Declan Broekhart would run me through with that damned ceremonial sword, and if his wife's stare...
Doubts assuaged, Butler returned to his copy of Guns & Ammo, leaving his employer to unravel the secrets of the universe.
Don’t think about it, Holly told herself. Don’t think about the white-hot magma flow that’s going to engulf this tiny craft. Don’t think about hurtling toward the surface with a MACH 2 force trying to...
Certainly, Doctor. Let's talk about your chair. Victorian?
Careful with that, said the Doctor. No need to get carried away.Aldridge spun the scalpel like a baton. Yessir. Careful is my middle name. Actually Clumsy is my middle name, but that doesn't encourage...
Caballine likes me to be masterful. She calls me her stallion.
Butler struggled from a tiny fairy chair. Right, enough talk. I think it’s time Mister Vassikin was introduced to my friend, Mister Fist.
Butler leende een woord uit het elfenvocabulaire.'D'Arvit,' zei hij.
But as time went by, fewer camera crews turned up at the gates each morning. After all, how many hours of drooling can an audience be expected to sit through? Gradually the LEP crews were downsized fr...
Artemis: (shocked) Why, Doctor? This is a sensitive area. For all you know I could be suffering from depression. Doctor Po: I suppose you could. Is that the case? Artemis: (head in hands) It's my moth...