#fowl

It was Sunday, and Mumma had gone next door with Lena and the little ones. Under the pepper tree in the yard Pa was sorting, counting, the empty bottles he would sell back: the bottles going clink clink as Pa stuck them in the sack. The fowls were fluffing in the dust and sun: that crook-neck white pullet Mumma said she would hit on the head if only she had the courage to; but she hadn't. ↗

— Patrick White

#children #fathers #fowls #mothers #recycling

I don't like lollipops. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#humor #humor

Earth,” he began, ignoring the impulse to open his notes folder and count the words. He knew this lecture by heart. “Our home. She feeds us, she shelters us. Her gravity prevents us from flying off into space and freezing, before thawing out again and being crisped by the sun, none of which really matters, as we would have long since asphyxiated.” Artemis paused for laughter and was surprised when it did not arrive. “That was a little joke. I read in a presentation manual that a joke often serves to break the ice. And I actually worked icebreaking into the joke, so there were layers to my humor. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#facepalm-humor #humor

She can't afford to commit more troops,' Holly whispered. 'The gate is her priority, and she needs to have as many Berserkers watching her back as possible. We are secondary at this point.' 'That will be her undoing,' Artemis gasped, already suffering under the weight of the flak jacket. 'Artemis Fowl will never be secondary.' 'I thought you were Artemis Fowl the Second?' said Holly. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#captain-short #eight #eoin-colfer #holly-short #humor

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

— Eoin Colfer

#inspirational #thought-provoking #inspirational

Butler could kill you a hundred different ways without use of his armoury. Though I'm sure one would be quite sufficient. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#different

No, mademoiselle, I would not like to see the children's menu. I have no doubt that the children's menu itself tastes better than the meals on it. I would like to order ? la carte. Or don't you serve fish to minors? ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#code #eoin-colfer #eternity #fowl #children

They have gone. And the tunnel is about to close. So, boys, I am looking for someone to blame. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#koboi #opal #paradox #time #blame

Now I can do the bolts," she slurred. "I've been trying to focus enough magic all week." The magic shifted and swirled, finally etching a picture in the air. It was a rough picture of Foaly, and he was laughing. I hate you, centaur!" screamed Opal, lunging toward, and then through, the insubstantial image. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and then she collapsed, snoring, on the floor. Artemis straightened his tie. Freud, he was certain, would have a field day with that. ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#eoin-colfer #opal-koboi #focus

Ah, my princess. Noble steed. How does the morning find you both? ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#foaly #holly-short #orion #noble