“Foaly twitched his tail contentedly. Genius. No point in being humble about it.”

“That’s what I thought. When I looked that human in the face. I figured he was either a genius or crazy.” Artemis’s cool eyes glared at them from the screen. “So which is it?” asked Foaly. “A genius or crazy?”Root grabbed his tri-barreled blaster from the gun rack.“What’s the difference?”

“After years of having a dog, you know him. You know the meaning of his snuffs and grunts and barks. Every twitch of the ears is a question or statement, every wag of the tail is an exclamation.”

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

“The primary condition for being sincere is the same as for being humble: not to boast about it, and probably not even to be aware of it.”

“You're an absolute genius! I'm the best Daphne ever!""And so humble,too.”