Quotes from Rick Riordan

My son Asclepius, god of medicine, used to chide me about helping those with disabilities. You can help them if they ask. But wait for them to ask. It's their choice to make, not yours.

Not all powers are spectacular. Sometimes the hardest power to master is the power of yielding.

Why did adults have to be so thick? They always say tell the truth, and when you do, they don't believe you. What's the point? - Sadie Carter (Red Pyramid)

The thing about fate, Magnus: even if we can't change the big picture, our choices can alter the details. That's how we rebel against destiny, how we make our own mark.

We einherjar know we are destined to die. The world will end. The big picture cannot be changed. But in the meantime, as Loki once said, we can choose to alter the details. That's how we take control of our destiny. Sometimes even Loki can be right.

Eventually, Krysomallos would be skinned for his fleece, which became known as the Golden Fleece, which means I am related to a sheepskin rug. This is why you don't want to think too hard about who you're related to in the Greek myths. It'll drive you crazy.

I glanced back. Annabeth was trying not to meet my eyes. Her face was pale. I flashed back to two years ago, when I'd thought she was going to take the pledge to Artemis and become a Hunter. I'd been on the edge of a panic attack, thinking that I'd lose her. Now she looked pretty much the same way.

My host needs a certain level of simplicity, the goddess continued. Percy Jackson is perfect. He is powerful, yet his mind is not overly crowded with plans and ideas. Wow, I said. Really feeling the love here.

How about this?" I drew the Arrow of Dodona from my quiver. "We'll ask my prophetic friend. Surely it has a better idea—perhaps access to last-minute hotel deals!" I lifted the projectile in my trembling fingers. "O great Arrow of Dodona—" "Is he talking to that arrow?" Lu asked Meg. "He talks to inanimate objects," Meg told her. "Humor him.

Piper to Drew: P: In case youthink Im not a true Daughter of Aphrodite dont even look at Jason Grace. He may not know it yet but he's mine. If you even try to make a move, I will load you into a catapult and shoot you across Long Island Sound.

They were thirty feet away—much too far to reach the elevator—but Leo pulled out a screwdriver and chucked it like a throwing knife. An impossible shot. The screwdriver spun straight past Clytius and slammed into the UP button.

Then the glow grew brighter: a holographic golden sickle with a few sheaves of wheat, rotating just above Meg McCaffrey. A boy in the crowd gasped. She's a communist!

It's like staring into a dark and treacherous expanse, unsure of what awaits you but finding comfort in the fact that you won't have to face it alone. It was a son of Apollo falling for a son of Hades. It was this.

Leto had two beautiful babies—a boy named Apollo and a girl named Artemis. They were born on the seventh day of the seventh month

Not your fault, brother. Kronos does not explode good. Next time we will use a big stick.

A girl from nowhere Completes my embarrassment Stupid bananas

Days ago, when she faced Khione on the Argo II, Piper had started talking without thinking, following her heart no matter what her brain said. Now she did the same thing. She moved in front of the statue and faced the giant, though the rational part of her screamed: RUN, YOU IDIOT!

I'd have to play this smart … which was not my usual style.

I raised my face to the heavens. "Please, Father, I get the point. Please, I can't do this!" Zeus did not answer. He was probably too busy recording my humiliation to share on Snapchat.

But enemies can become friends.

Holding a grudge is a fatal flaw.

If I had still been an immortal, I might have flirted with her myself. But I was now a sixteen-year-old boy. My mortal form was working its way upon my state of mind. I saw Sally Jackson as a mom—a fact that both consternated and embarrassed me. I thought about how long it had been since I had called my own mother. I should probably take her to lunch when I got back to Olympus.

Annabeth stumbled and almost slipped on the giant's severed ear. 'We need to get out of here.' 'I'm working on it,' Piper said. 'And, uh, I think this ear is your spoil of war.' 'Gross.' 'Would make a lovely shield.' 'Shut up, Chase.

The pen didn't look like much, just a regular cheap ballpoint, but when Percy uncapped it, it grew into a glowing bronze sword. The blade balanced perfectly. The leather grip fit his hand like it had been custom designed for him. Etched along the guard was an Ancient Greek word Percy somehow understood: Anaklusmos—Riptide. He'd woken up with this sword