Orion brightened. “I have an idea.””Yes?” said Foaly, daring to hope that a spark of Artemis remained.”Why don’t we look for some magic stones that can grant wishes? Or, if that doesn’t work, you could...

Me,” Artemis blurted. “I’m the nut.”Artemis could have sworn the squid winked at him before bringing the five-ton chunk of spacecraft swinging down toward the morsel of meat in its blue shell.”I’m the nut!” Artemis...

Exactly.

Friendship isn’t a science mudboy. Just do what you think is right.

The Theory of Evolution has more holes in it than a dam made out of Swiss cheese.

The humans were protecting their heritage, or so they thought. Strange that Mud Men seem more concerned about the past than the present.

Have you ever heard of the theory of relativity?”Artemis blinked. “Is this a joke? I have traveled through time, Doctor. I think I know a little something about relativity.

I don’t know why it is, Captain Short, but whenever you start agreeing with me, I get decidedly nervous.

Why can’t I solve this problem by killing someone? she though petulantly, then comforted herself with the mantra that had kept her going in prison: “Soon all the humans will be dead,” she said, droning...

You know, Miss Holly, you look very dramatic like that, backlit by the fire. Very attractive, if I may say so. I know you shared a moment passionne with Artemis which he subsequently fouled up...

Look!” said Foaly, pointing with some urgency into the vast steel-gray gloom, “Someone who cares!