De Ierse schrijver Eoin Colfer (zijn voornaam wordt uitgesproken als Owen) werd geboren in Wexford op 14 mei 1965. Zie ook alle tags voor Eoin Colfer op dit blog.
Uit: The Atlantis Complex
“How do I love thee? wondered Orion. “Let me see. I love thee passionately and eternally…obviously eternally-that goes without saying.” Holly blinked sweat from her eyes. “Is he serious?” she called over her shoulder to Foaly. “Oh, absolutely,” said the centaur “If he asks you to look for birthmarks, say no immediately.” “Oh, I would never.” Orion assured her. “Ladies don’t look for birthmarks; that is work for jolly fellows like the Goodly Beast and myself. Ladies, like Miss Short, do enough by simply existing. They exude beauty, and that is enough.” “I am not exuding anything.” said Holly, through gritted teeth. Orion tapped her shoulder. “I beg to differ. You’re exuding right now, a wonderful aura. It’s pastel blue with little dolphins.” Holly gripped the wheel tightly. “I’m going to be sick. Did he just say pastel blue?” “And dolphins, little ones,” said Foaly.”
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„Very well, I promise. So, what did you get for me?” Angeline paused for a beat. “Jeans.” “What?” croaked Artemis. “And a T-shirt” …Artemis took several breaths. “Does the T-shirt have any writing on it?” A rustling of paper crackled through the phone’s speakers. “Yes, it’s so cool. There’s a picture of a boy who for some reason has no neck and only three fingers on each hand, and behind him in this sort of graffiti style is the words RANDOMOSIY. I don’t know what that means but it sounds really current.” Randomosity though Artemis, and he felt like weeping.”
Eoin Colfer (Wexford, 14 mei 1965)