Quotes from Rick Riordan

I held out a lead figurine of Hades—the little Mythomagic statue Nico had abandoned when he fled camp last winter. Nico hesitated. I don't play that game anymore. It's for kids. It's got four thousand attack power, I coaxed. Five thousand, Nico corrected. But only if your opponent attacks first. I smiled. Maybe it's okay to still be a kid once in a while.

Our baboon was going completely sky goddess - which is to say, nuts.

Leo frowned at the giant's spire. Can't we blow it up or something? Without me, you do not have the power, Hera said. You might as well try to destroy a mountain. Done that once today, Jason said.

Images flashed through his mind. He saw Nico and his sister on a snowy mountain cliff in Maine, Percy Jackson protecting them from the manticore. Percy's sword gleamed in the dark. He'd been the first demigod Nico had ever seen in action. Later at Camp Half-Blood, Percy took Nico by the arm, promising to keep his sister Bianca safe. Nico believed him. Nico looked into his sea-green eyes and though, How can he possibly fail? This is a real hero.

Just his luck he was related to this grubby old dude. He hoped all sons of Neptune didn't share the same fate. First, you start carrying a man satchel. Next thing you know, you're running around in a bathrobe and pink bunny slippers, chasing chickens with a weed whacker.

Stop running, you fools! Kronos yelled. Stand and ACKK! That last part was because a panicked Hyperborean giant stumbled backwards and sat on top of him. The lord of time disappeared under a giant blue butt.

Then she did something so unexpected Nico would later think he dreamed it. She walked up to Nico, who was standing to one side in the shadows, as usual. She grabbed his hand and pulled him gently into the firelight. 'We had one home,' she said. 'Now we have two.' She gave Nico a big hug and the crowd roared with approval. For once, Nico didn't feel like pulling away. He buried his face in Reyna's shoulder and blinked the tears out of his eyes.

Oh, and Drew, honey?" The former counselor looked back reluctantly. "In case you think I'm not a true daughter of Aphrodite," Piper said, "don't 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." Drew turned around so fast, she ran into the doorframe. Then she was gone.

Your uncle, Poseidon sighed, has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would've done well as the god of theater.

Zeus looked like a really buff, really angry hippie.

Kronos would be 10 times more powerful. His very presence would incinerate you. And once he achieves this he will empower the other Titans. They are weak, compared to what they soon will become, unless you can stop them, the world will fall, the gods will die, and I will never achieve a perfect score on this stupid machine.

Some pain shouldn't be wished away so easily. It had to be dealt with, even embraced.

You stood up to the dragon so Beckendorf would have his chance to jump - now that was brave. Or pretty stupid. Percy, you're a brave guy, she said. Just take the compliment. I swear, is it so hard?

The last time I'd seen the Minotaur, he'd been wearing nothing but his tighty whities. I don't know why. Maybe he'd been shaken out of bed to chase me.

Um, dad? I called How's it going? Percy! Annabeth whispered. We're in a hurry!

I guessed his name was Face of Horror. I wondered how long it had taken his mom to think of that. Bob? No. Sam? No. How about Face of Horror?

You can't choose your parentage. But you can choose your legacy.

The sign was spray-painted in Arabic and English, probably from some attempt by the farmer to sell his wares in the market. The English read: Dates-best price. Cold Bebsi. Bebsi? I asked. Pepsi, Walt said. I read about it on the Internet. There's no 'p' in Arabic. Everyone here calls the soda Bebsi. So you have to have Bebsi with your bizza? Brobably.

She held up her calloused, grimy fingers. Leo couldn't help thinking there was nothing hotter than a girl who didn't mind getting her hands dirty. But of course, that was just a general comment. Didn't apply to Calypso. Obviously.

To my wonderful readers. Sorry about that apology for that last cliffhanger. I'll try to avoid cliffhangers in this book. Well, except for maybe a few small ones... because I love you guys.

She blinked. Hmm? Oh, don't care. What did Anubis look like to you? What did... he looked like a guy. So? A good-looking guy, or a slobbering dog-headed guy? I guess... Not the dog-headed guy. I knew it! Sadie pointed at me as if she'd won an argument. Good-looking. I knew it! And with a ridiculous grin, she spun around and skipped into the house. My sister, as I may have mentioned, is a little strange.

He [Death] pulled a pure-black iPad from thin air. Death tapped the screen a few times and all Frank could think was: Please don't let there be an app for reading souls

What horrible things would you have to do in your life to get woven into Hades' underwear?

You're pretty smug, Lord Ares, for a guy who runs from Cupid statues.