Quotes from Rick Riordan

I gave her a smile that I hoped conveyed something like: Hey, you know I'm on your side. Gods are such jerks! But what can you do? Probably my expression actually conveyed: It's not my fault! Please do not kill me!

After all the dangerous adventures I'd had, I couldn't die like this. Sadie would be devastated. Then, once she got over her grief, she'd track down my soul in the Egyptian afterlife and tease me mercilessly for how stupid I'd been.

What's the big deal with Bejamin Frankin, anyway? I mean, so the guy invented electricity or whatever. That was hundreds of years ago. He didn't invent electricity, Amy said, trying not to sound too annoyed.He discovered that lightning was the same stuff as electicity. He invented lightning rods to protect buildings and experimented with batteries and- I do that. Have you ever put one on your tounge?

Yeah, my bad, Leo muttered. I should've crashed on one of the other islands. Oh, wait-there aren't any! She [Calypso] snarled and kept walking along the edge of the water.

Maybe that's why he had started to fear suffocation. It wasn't so much drowning in the earth or sea but the feeling that he was sinking into too many expectations, literally getting in over his head. Wow...when he started having thoughts like that, he knew he'd been spending too much time with Annabeth.

Let the world honor you, my Huntress. Live forever in the stars.

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'd had years of practise looking dumb when people threw out Greek names I didn't know. It's a skill of mine. Annabeth keeps telling me to read a book of Greek myths, but I don't see the need. It's easier just to have folks explain stuff.

Carter started down the stairs, but I grabbed his arm. "Hang on. What about traps?" He frowned. "Traps?" "Didn't Egyptian tombs have traps?" "Well…sometimes. But this isn't a tomb. Besides, more often they had curses, like the burning curse, the donkey curse—" "Oh, lovely. That sounds so much better.

And flash him!" Annabeth's face reddened. "That came out wrong. But yeah, good idea.

She often had to remind herself that she couldn't do everything alone. She wasn't always the best person for the job. Sometimes she got tunnel vision and forgot about what other people needed.

But Annabeth knew that people saw what they wanted to see. They didn't need the Mist to warp their perceptions.

Oh, obviously," Reyna said. "Without you, I doubt Percy could find his way out of a paper bag." "True," Annabeth agreed.

As for her charmspeak, she'd gotten so powerful it made Leo nervous. If she told him to eat his vegetables, he might actually do it.

Look, I never wanted to be a half-blood. most of the time it gets you killed in nasty, dangerous ways.

On it!" Hazel said. "Go, Frank!" Dragon Frank veered to the left with Annabeth in one claw yelling, "Let's get 'em!" and Percy in the other claw screaming, "I hate flying!

At the Feast of Fortune, she'll awaken, and the demigods will be cut down like-- like--- Like our low prices at Bargain Mart! Stheno suggested.

I left him in his wheelchair, staring sadly into the fireplace. I wondered how many times he'd sat here, waiting for heroes that never came back.

The two of them looked so comfortable together it made Nico glad. But it also it caused an ache in his heart – a ghostly pain, like an old war wound throbbing in bad weather.

Sacred Sibyl!" I cried. "Madam, there is something wrong with your midsection!" The woman stopped, mystified, and looked down at her hugely swollen belly. "Well, I'm seven months pregnant.

I will feast on enemies of Ra until my belly is full!" "Charming," Sadie whispered.

Most of Set's forces were running towards our boat, screaming and throwing rocks (which tended to fall down and hit them, but no one says demons are bright).

Stop smiling!" she ordered. "I can see you, Carter. Oh…and, uh, hullo, Walt." The pot monster made squeaky grinding noises as it stood up straight. One clunky arm rose and tried to fix Sadie's nonexistent hair. Leave it to Sadie to be self-conscious around boys, even when she's made out of pots and duct tape.

Mugged by my own mother.