Quotes from Rick Riordan

Now, sorry about that kill-on-sight business.

You can't swing a cat in Ancient Greece without hitting one of Zeus's ex-girlfriends.

You can't hold on to hate forever. It won't do a thing to the person you hate, but it'll poison you, sure enough.

Green grass breaks through snow, Artemis pleads for my help, I am so cool.

Fighting giants was one thing. Bacchus making into a game was something else.

What was I up to, you may ask? I certainly didn't want to meet Monsieur Evil again or creepy old Lord Salamander.

Nico remembered something Jason Grace had told him in the palace of Notus: Maybe it's time you come out of the shadows. If only I could, he thought. For the first time in his life, he had begun to fear the dark, because he might melt into it permanently.

The bridge fell away into the chasm, and the Cyclops howled ... with delight, because he was standing right next to us.

In a way, it's nice to know there are Greek gods out there, because you have somebody to blame when things go wrong. For instance, when you're walking away from a bus that's just been attacked by monster hags and blown up by lightning, and it's raining on top of everything else.

It is true I do not like fire. But Leo Valdez's flames are not strong enough to trouble me. Somewhere behind Hazel, a soft, lyrical voice said, What about my flames, old friend? You, he said from Percy's mouth. Me, Hecate agreed. It has been millennia since I fought at the side of a demigod. What do you say? Shall we play with fire?

The farm god rolled his eyes. He pointed at the corn plant, and BAM! Nico di Angelo appeared in an exposion of corn silk. Nico looked around in panic. I-I had the weirdest nightmare about popcorn.

Hello, Hazel Levesque.

Could be worse, I told myself. I could be studying cheese demons.

For an absurd moment, I wondered if Ammit devoured the hearts of wicked cows, and if he liked the beefy taste. - Carter Kane

I keep forgetting about your amnesia. Heh. Forgetting about amnesia. That's funny.

She deserved at least one person who saw her and knew how good she was.

A note from Annabeth." Piper shook her head in amazement. "I don't see how that's possible, but if it is—" "She's alive," Leo said. "Thank the gods and pass the hot sauce." Frank frowned. "What does that mean?" Leo wiped the chip crumbs off his face. "It means pass the hot sauce, Zhang. I'm still hungry.

Ever hold your hand over a torch (sorry, a flashlight for you Americans).

If anybody felt worse than I did, it was Amos. I had just enough magic to turn myself into a falcon and him into a hamster (hey, I was rushed!)

SEEKEST THOU THE CHOO-CHOO.

On a basketball court, five players were in the middle of an intense game. They wore assortment of jerseys from different American teams, and they all seemed keen to win—grunting and snarling at each other, stealing the ball and pushing. Oh…and the players were all baboons.

You sure about this? I asked Thalia. She turned to me. Amaltheia leads me to good things. The last time she appeared, she led me to you. The compliment warmed me like a cup of hot chocolate. I'm a sucker that way. Thalia can flash those blue eyes, give me one kind word, and she can get me to do pretty much whatever.

Frank gave Leo a confused smile- like he couldn't decide whether to gloat or to thank Leo for being a doofus- but he cheerfully let Hazel drag him along.

I've found that when one us searching for danger, it's never hard to find.