Eoin Colfer
The Artemis Fowl series, Eoin Colfer's most durably associated body of work, brought him recognition as a novelist writing for children and young adult readers across multiple books.
Colfer was born on 14 May 1965 in Wexford, Ireland. Before turning to writing full-time, he worked as a primary school teacher, a role that placed him in daily contact with the age groups his fiction would come to address. Writing in English, he worked across several forms — novels, comics, science fiction, and young adult narratives — producing a body of work that moved between genres and formats. Among his notable works outside the Artemis Fowl series is The Supernaturalist, which stands as a further example of his engagement with science fiction and children's literature.
Colfer is an Irish citizen whose output spans children's fiction, young adult writing, science fiction, and comics. The Library of Congress catalogs his work under the authorized label "Colfer, Eoin," an institutional marker of his place within the organized record of English-language literature.
Quotes by Eoin Colfer
Eoin Colfer's insights on:
It was impressive, but, pretty much like the man with the exploding head, it was a one-time trick. When.
And was his conscience not needling him, leeching some of the sweetness from his victory?
Tonight, history was going to be made. And it wasn’t the discovery-of-radium, first-man-on-the-moon happy kind of history. It was the Spanish-Inquisition, here-comes-the-Hindenburg bad kind of history.
Holly’s mouth was a tight line as she shook her head. “Navy rules, Butler. You’re on my boat, you follow my orders.” “As I remember, I brought the boat.” “Yes, thanks for bringing my boat.
There was another thought, more persistent than the rest. It crashed into his mind like a tsunami: I have friends. Thought Artemis Fowl the Second.
There are a lot of hopes riding on you. But there is a lot of prejudice against you too.
A sprite came into my office the other day, and he had a bunch of microscopic hoop-worm larvae wriggling around his armpit. What is wrong with people?
Someone old enough to grasp the principles of commerce, yet young enough to believe in magic.
Hey,” snapped Holly. “This is not the time to blame Artemis.” “Thank you,” said Artemis. “Finally.” “There will be plenty of time to blame Artemis later, when this is resolved.