It’s a gift. (Artemis) Nothing is ever freely given. (Acheron)
If you really love her, Cratus, let her know it every day. And always put her before you and your wants just as you’ve done here today. Take it from someone who knows. Love lost is the hardest burden to shoulder, and it’s one you can never get under. (Artemis)
I hate you! (Artemis) Oh, please don’t get my hopes up. You almost gave me a hard-on with that thought. At least tell me this time your hatred will last more than five minutes. (Acheron)
Artemis Fowl will never be secondary. " "I thought you were Artemis Fowl the Second?" said Holly.
You better, Artemis. Because if you don’t get him under control, the world is going to become the very thing that makes you wake up screaming at night. (Acheron)
The compelling thing about making art—or making anything, I suppose—is the moment when the vaporous, insubstantial idea becomes a solid there, a thing, a substance in a world of substances. Circe, Nimbue, Artemis, Athena, all the old sorceresses: they must have known the feeling as they transformed mere men into fabulous creatures, stole the secrets of the magicians, disposed armies: ah, look, there it is, the new thing. Call it a swine, a war, a laurel tree. Call it art.
My motto in life is 'aim true'. It came from my love of Artemis, the goddess of the hunt. She inspired me to sport a gold arrow around my neck because it reminded me of her strength and that I can always hit my mark when I set intention, follow what makes my heart beat, and aim true. The arrow was a reminder that I can cut through any obstacles, that I have power, beauty, and the ability to choose love over fear every moment of my life.
It can’t eat him. I forbid it. (Artemis) She can do as she pleases. I taught her to waste not, want not. (Acheron)
Trust me. I haven't been wrong yet.
Being in command means making tough decisions. Not being in command means shutting up and doing what you're told. --Artemis Fowl
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Remember the pain?' thought Artemis. I hate myself. I really do.
Stay back, human. You don't know what you're dealing with.
The goddess Artemis had a twin brother, Apollo, the many-faceted god of the Sun. He was her male counterpart: his domain was the city, hers the wilderness; his was the sun, hers the moon; his the domesticated flocks, hers the wild, untamed animals; he was the god of music, she was the inspiration for round dances on the mountains.
I hate you! (Artemis) Don’t keep saying that, Artie. It’s cruel to get my hopes up. (Acheron)
Emma, your granddad’s on the line,” says Artemis, putting her hand over the receiver. “Something about the night bus and he’ll never trust you again?
Knock yourself out. . . Or rather, don't.
(about his terrible attempt at making a sandwich) It's more difficult than it looks. (Artemis Fowl)
Radomosity, thought Artemis. And he felt like weeping.
My God. Is there some unwritten law that you guys have to be giants? (Amanda) What can I say? Artemis likes her Dark-Hunters tall. Short men need not apply. (Acheron)