Quotes from Rick Riordan

Poor Nico di Angelo. The god's voice was tinged with disappointment. Do you know what you want, much less what I want? My beloved Psyche risked everything in the name of Love. It was the only way for her to atone for her lack of faith. And you- what have you risked in my name? I've been to Tartarus and back, Nico snarled. You don't scare me. I scare you very, very much. Face me. Be honest.

Rainbows. Very Macho! ~Leo Valdez

Hope does not leave without being given permission.

You only delay your death. Delaying death is one of my favorite hobbies.

I'll succeed,' Hazel promised. 'And Hecate? I'm not choosing one of your paths. I'm making my own.

THAT Perseus always won. That's why my momhad named me after him, even if he was son of Zeus ann I was son of Posidon. The original Perseus was one of the only heros in the greek myths who got a happy ending. The others died-betrayed, mauled, mutilated, poisoned, or cursed by the gods. My mom hoped i would inherit Perseus's luck. Judging by how my life was going so far, i wasn't too optimistic.

YEAH! WHO DIED? WHO CAME BACK? WHO'S YOUR FREAKIN' SUPERSIZED McSHIZZLE NOW, BABY? WOOOOOOOO!

You have to rise above the squabbling and chaos, and keep believing. You have to always keep your goals in mind." -Hera, goddess of marriage

Stop! he yelled at the others. Multigrain fighting is not allowed!

At this point, most people would have thrown themselves down on the ground and given up hope. And by most people, I mean me.

When I was alive, I mean the first time, Mussolini was in charge. We were at war." "Mussolini?" Leo frowned. "Wasn't he like BFFs with Hitler?

Nico had proven himself in other ways. He'd kept the camps' secrets for the best of reasons, because he feared a war. He had plunged into Tartarus alone, voluntarily, to find the Doors of Death. He'd been captured and imprisoned by giants. He had led the crew of the Argo II into the House of Hades…and now he had accepted yet another terrible quest: raking himself to haul the Athene Parthenos back to Camp Half-Blood.

Whoa, Connor Stoll said. Back up. Zoom in right there. What? Annabeth said nervously. You see invaders? No, right there—Dylan's Candy Bar. Connor grinned at his brother. Dude, it's open. And everyone is asleep. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Connor! Katie Gardner scolded. She sounded like her mother, Demeter. This is serious. You are not going to loot a candy store in the middle of a war! Sorry, Connor muttered, but he didn't sound very ashamed.

You teach combat, I guess." Aphros threw up his hands in exasperation. "Why does everyone assume that?" Leo glanced at the massive sword on the fish-guy's back. "Uh, I don't know.

He likes to be noticed. He's not exactly low-key." "I get it," I said. "Loki. Low-key.

I held out the painting of the cat and the snake. "It's a cat and a snake," Thoth said. Thank you, god of wisdom. You placed it for us to find, didn't you? You're trying to give us some sort of clue." "Who, me?" Just kill him, Horus said. Shut up, I said. At least kill the guitar.

Yay!' he said. 'Now we can eat peanut butter sandwiches and ride fish ponies! We can fight monsters and see Annabeth and make things go BOOM!

I remembered the last time Annabeth and I had parted ways, when she'd given me a kiss for luck in Mount St. Helens. This time, all I got was the hat.

My name is Carter Kane. I'm fourteen and my home is a suitcase.

Thalia blushed. Hi, Lord Apollo. Zeus's girl, yes? Makes you my half sister. Used to be a tree, didn't you? Glad you're back. I hate it when pretty girls turn into trees. Man, I remember one time—

One false step, and you'll fall all the way to Tartarus—and believe me, unlike the Doors of Death, this would be a one-way trip, a very hard fall! I will not have you dying before you tell me your plan for my artwork.

Zeus needed someone to blame, so of course he'd picked the handsomest, most talented, most popular god in the pantheon: me.

They're not dead," I told the goat. "They both have pulses." "Oh." The goat sighed. "Well, give them a few more hours and they'll probably be dead." "What is wrong with you?" "Everything," said the goat.

Frank tugged again with no luck. Even Hazel was trying not to laugh. Frank grimaced with concentration. Suddenly, he disappeared. On the deck where he'd been standing, a green iguana crouched next to an empty set of Chinese handcuffs. "Well done, Frank Zhang," Leo said dryly, doing his impression of Chiron the centaur. "That is exactly how people beat Chinese handcuffs. They turn into iguanas.