Happy the Dragon was not so happy.
It’s just Annabeth mom jeez!
I looked into his eyes, and I realized he was the same man I’d seen in my dreams. His face might be totally different, but the same soul was in there, the same intelligence and all the sadness.
I was glad to be with her, but it also kind of hurt, and it hurt when I wasn’t with her, too.
Six minus six is zero. Spears are good for subtraction Ella said.
Heroes like you always have a weak spot. We just have to find it, and then we can kill you. Won’t that be lovely? Have a cheese ‘n’ Wiener!
Either the kid was naturally hyper or he was hopped up on enough caffeine to give a heart attack to a water buffalo.
Gods tend to be selfish. Even when they’re helpful, they always have their own motives. That’s why you have to be careful about trusting them.
Even from far away, I could see people being chased by hellhounds, burned at the stake, forced to run naked through cactus patches or listen to opera music.
The Feast of Fortuna had nothing to do with tuna, which was fine with Percy.
I guess it wasn’t everyday they see a yellow lifeboat with no engine going a hundred knots an hour, manned by three kids.
A little slower, sweetheart. Cape Cod is freezing over.
I plucked a ruby off the nearest plant and threw it at Hades.
Sometimes you have to lose a piece to win a game.
Nobody welcomes a war – not if they’re smart. But war finds everyone sooner or later. It’s inevitable.
Death has more in common with Love than you might imagine.
A real man’s weapon is his mind.
Yeah, well. I don’t try to be awesome. It just comes natural.
So I saved your life, and you repaid me by raising Kronos. That’s fair.
Dreams like podcast. Downloading truth in my ears. They tell me cool stuff.