Quotes from Rick Riordan

He scowled at Jason. And please, I don't like being touched. Don't ever grab me again.

Oh, don't mind me! Just the queen of the heavens, dying over here!

Leo could run pretty fast when someone was trying to kill him. Sadly, he'd had a lot of practice.

Death has more in common with Love than you might imagine.

Once I saw Desjardins' house, I hated him even more. It was a huge mansion on the other side of the Tuileries, on the rue des Pyramids. "Pyramids Road?" Sadie said. "Obvious, much?" "Maybe he couldn't find a place on Stupid Evil Magician Street," I suggested.

So what if they were in Tartarus? So what if they stood a slim chance of surviving? He was so glad that they were together, he had the ridiculous urge to smile.

The Death Mist is not for helping! Akhlys shrieked. It shrouds mortals in misery as their souls pass into the Underworld. It is the very breath of Tartarus, of death, of despair! Awesome, Percy said. Could we get two orders of that to go?

No! Leo yelled. Uhhh, Nico groaned from the floor. Piper! Jason cried. Monkey! Frank yelled. Not monkeys, Hazel grumbled. I think those are dwarfs. Stealing my stuff! Leo yelled, and ran for the stairs.

Nosoi?" Percy planted his feet in a fighting stance. "You know, I keep thinking, I have now killed every single thing in Greek mythology. But the list never seems to end." "You haven't killed me yet," I noted. "Don't tempt me.

Which meant his only assets were one whiny imprisoned goddess, one sort-of-girlfriend with a dagger, and Leo, who apparently thought he could defeat the armies of darkness with breath mints.

Zoe ordered the Hunters to start loading. She picked up her camping pack, and Apollo said, Here, sweetheart. Let me get that. Zoe recoiled. Her eyes flashed murderously. Brother, Artemis chided. You do not help my Hunters. You do not look at, talk to, or flirt with my Hunters. And you do not call them sweetheart.

All right, cupcakes. You are about to see the Grand Canyon. Try not to break it. The skywalk can hold the weight of seventy jumbo jets, to you featherweights should be safe out there. If possible, try to avoid pushing each other over the edge, as that would cause me extra paperwork.

Poseidon raised his eyebrows as they shook hands. "Blowfish, did you say?" Ah, no. Blofis, actually." Oh, I see," Poseidon said. "A shame. I quite like blowfish. I am Poseidon." Poseidon? That's an interesting name." Yes, I like it. I've gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon." Like the god of the sea." Very much like that, yes.

True success requires sacrifice.

So, Annabeth said, are you going to argue about me coming along? Nah. You'd just beat me up. Percy said. She managed a laugh, which was good to hear

What exactly did you find in Atlanta?" Frank unzipped his backpack and started bringing out souvenirs. "Some peach preserves. A couple of T-shirts. A snow globe. And, um, these not-really-Chinese handcuffs." Annabeth forced herself to stay calm. "How about you start from the top—of the story, not the backpack.

The River Styx,' Annabeth murmured. 'It's so...' 'Polluted,' Charon said. 'For thousands of years, you humans have been throwing in everything as you come across - hopes, dreams, wishes that never came true. Irresponsible waste management, if you ask me.

I want some time without you organic life forms.

Egyptians believe in the power of the sunrise. They believe each morning begins not just a new day, but a new world.

Words are the source of all power. And names are more than just a collection of letters.

I am Hel," she agreed. "Sometimes called Hela, though most mortals dare not speak my name at all. No jokes, Magnus Chase? Who the Hel are you? What the Hel do you want? You look Hela bad. I was expecting more bravado.

At the end of the hall stood a walnut door with a bronze plaque: ASCLEPIUS MD, DMD, DME, DC, DVS, FAAN, OMG, EMT, TTYL, FRCP, ME, IOU, OD, OT, PHARMD, BAMF, RN, PHD, INC., SMH There may have been more acronyms in the list, but by that point Leo's brain had exploded.

Don't judge someone until you've stood at his forge and worked with his hammer, eh?

And when demigods use cell phones, the signals agitate every monster within a hundred miles. It's like sending up a flare: Here I am! Please rearrange my face!