It’s not bad enough I am exiled? It’s not bad enough you take away the few good heroes I’m allowed to meet? You think it’s funny to send me this this – this charbroiled runt of a boy to ruin my tranquility? This is NOT FUNNY! Take him back!
Listen, Frank Zhang has moves. He’s probably gonna turn into a kangaroo and do some marsupial jujitsu on their ugly faces.
It’s natural to feel fear. All great warriors are afraid. Only the stupid and the delusional are not...
You mix Greek and Roman, you know what you get? You get BAM!
Well that was sucktastic.
The dead see what they believe they will see. So do the living. That is the secret.
She had to face the fact that she couldn’t protect everyone she loved. She couldn’t solve every problem.
The truth hit him. Jason wasn’t quite Roman anymore. His time at Camp Half-Blood had changed him. Reyna had recognized that. Apparently, so did the undead legionnaires. If Jason no longer gave off the right sort of vibe, or aura of a Roman leader...
Your destiny grows clearer, Jason Grace. When the choice comes again- storm or fire- remember me. And do not despair.
Grover and Nico came back from their walk, and Grover helped me fix up my wounded arm. “It’s green!” Nico said with delight.
Even the gods couldn’t devise a fates so twisted.
Percy pushed on his side furiously and the crack closed. His eyes blazed with anger. She hoped he wasn’t mad at her, but if he was she couldn’t blame him. If it keeps him going, she thought, then let him be angry.
The first lesson every child of Athena learned: Mom was the best at everything, and you should never, ever suggest otherwise.
That is exactly how people beat Chinese handcuffs. They turn into iguanas.
I saw ‘The 39 Clues’ as a potential vehicle for doing some education in a fun way – to take some of these amazing stories from history, dust them off and make them alive.
Writing is like a sport. If you don’t practice, you don’t get any better.
We wandered the halls of an infinite magic nursing home, led by a hippo nurse with a torch. Really, just an ordinary night for the Kanes.
Stuff has become the enemy. There always seems to be more of it than I have storage in my house!
You can’t control every contingency. You have to accept that. Let it scare you. Trust that it’ll be okay anyway.
I don’t define myself by the boys who may or may not like me.