Quotes from Rick Riordan

I'm fine! Percy yelled out as he ran by, followed by a giant screaming bloody murder.

She whirled when the monster was almost on top of her. I thought the thing in her hands was an umbrella until she cranked the pump and the shotgun blast blew the giant twenty feet backwards, right into Nico's sword. Nice one, Paul said. When did you learn to fire a shotgun? I demanded. My mom blew the hair out of her face. About two seconds ago. Percy, we'll be fine. Go!

Why do you need to gallop while you fly? Why do humans have to sway their arms while they walk? I dunno boss, but it just feels right.

Mythologically speaking, if there's anything I hate worse than trios of old ladies, it's bulls. Last summer, I fought the Minotaur on top of Half-Blood Hill. This time what I saw up there was even worse: two bulls. And not just regular bulls - bronze ones the size of elephants. And even that wasn't bad enough. Naturally they had to breathe fire, too.

The first lesson every child of Athena learned: Mom was the best at everything, and you should never, ever suggest otherwise.

Something was wrong with Luke, Annabeth muttered, poking at the fire with her knife. Did you notice the way he was acting? He looked pretty pleased to me, I said. Like he'd spent a nice day torturing heroes. That's not true! There was something wrong with him. He looked...nervous. He told his monsters to spare me. He wanted to tell me something. Probably, 'Hi, Annabeth! Sit here with me and watch while I tear your friends apart. It'll be fun!

Oh no. I said panic rising in my chest. No, no, no, Somebody get a can opener. I've got a god in my head!!

Does truth have a moral?

You speak horse? Hazel asked. Speaking to horses is a Poseidon thing, Percy said. Uh, I mean a Neptune thing. Then you and Arion should get along fine, Hazel said. He's a son of Neptune too. Percy turned pale. Excuse me?

Lots of death, huh? Personally, I'm trying to avoid lots of death, but you guys have fun!

Percy (to Annabeth): If I was going to pick one person in the world to reattach my head, I'd pick you. Silena: Awww . . . Percy, that is so sweet! Annabeth: Shut up, Silena.

What if we promoted, like, Adidas shoes?' Percy wondered. 'Would that make Nike mad enough to show up? Leo smiled nervously. Maybe he and Percy did share something else – a stupid sense of humour. Yeah, I bet that would totally be against her sponsorship deal. THOSE ARE NOT THE OFFICIAL SHOES OF THE OLYMPICS! YOU WILL DIE NOW!

Aphros nodded, a glint of pride in his eyes. "We have trained all the famous mer-heroes! Name a famous mer-hero, and we have trained him or her!" "Oh, sure," Leo said. "Like…um, the Little Mermaid?" Aphros frowned. "Who? No! Like Triton, Glaucus, Weissmuller, and Bill!" "Oh. "Leo had no idea who any of those people were. "You trained Bill? Impressive.

There is always a way out for those clever enough to find it.

Die, enemies of Ra! Sekhemet yelled. Perish in agony! She's almost as annoying as you, I told Horus. Impossible, Horus said. No one bests Horus.

Oh, come on!' Percy complained. 'I get a little nosebleed and I wake up the entire earth? That's not fair!

Do you always try to kill people when they blow their nose?

Leo couldn't help smiling. That could be fun. Fun she said unhappily. Blue elephants. Blue elephants. Kiss me you fool. You fool.

It doesn't matter if they hate you, or embarrass you, or simply don't appreciate your genius for inventing the internet- You invented the internet? It was my idea , Martha said. Rats are delicious , George said. It was my idea! Hermes said. I mean the internet, not the rats. But that's not the point.

Well . . . sure good to be together again. Arguing. Almost dying. Abject terror. Oh, look. It's our floor.

I still don't understand what a sea god would be doing in Atlanta. Leo snorted. What's a wine god doing in Kansas? Gods are weird.

Doesn't miss many meals, does he? Zeus muttered. Tyson, for your bravery in the war, and for leading the Cyclopes, you are appointed a general I. The armies of Olympus. You shall henceforth lead you breathren into war whenever required by the gods. And you shall have a new...um...what kind of weapon would you like? A sword? An axe? Stick! Tyson said, showing his broken club. Very well, Zeus said. We will grant you a new, er, stick. The best stick that may be found. Hooray!

She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here. And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.

Very well! It shall be as you say. But my son, pray this works. I am praying. I'm talking to you, right? Oh...yes. Good point. Amphitrite - incoming!