"I am Mary Iris Malone, and I am not okay."

"I have no idea how to write this stupid book."

"The first time I killed a man it was an accident."

"How does one describe Artemis Fowl? Various psychiatrists have tried and failed."

“It’s midnight, it’s sweltering, and I might be high on Vicodin, but that guy—that guy right over there—that’s him. The him.”

“They say death aims only once and never misses, but I doubt Ty Yorkshire thought it would strike with a scrubbing brush.”

“I’m a senior at Cesar Chavez High in San Francisco’s sunny Mission district, and that makes me one of the most surveilled people in the world.”

"First the colors. Then the humans. That's usually how I see things. Or at least, how I try."

“Today was the day a thousand dreams would die and a single dream would be born.”

"Not for the first time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at number four, Privet Drive."

“The demon exploded in a shower of ichor and guts.”

"There is one mirror in my house. It is behind a sliding panel in the hallway upstairs. Our faction allows me to stand in front of it on the second day of every third month, the day my mother cuts my hair."

“I had just come to accept that my life would be ordinary when extraordinary things began to happen.”