Quotes About Youth

Grover and Nico came back from their walk, and Grover helped me fix up my wounded arm. It's green! Nico said with delight.

Jason hated being an old man.

Nico di Angelo ran up to me with a big grin on his face. Percy, this is awesome! His blue-feathered bronze helmet was falling in his eyes, and his breastplate was about six sizes too big. I wondered if there was any way I'd looked that ridiculous when I'd first arrived.

Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend every waking hour thinking about boys. Just most waking hours?

Percy: I'll walk down to the cabins and Connor and Travis are stealing stuff from the camp store, and Silena is arguing with Annabeth trying to give her a new makeover, and Clarisse is still sticking the new kids' head into the toilets. It's nice that some things never change.

Kids are baby goats. They're cute and they have redeeming social value. You are definitely not kids.

Getting eaten by a giant crocodile was bad enough. The kid with the glowing sword only made my day worse.

Maybe it's okay to still be a kid every once in a while.

In the meantime, no one should roam the camp alone. Use the buddy system. Understood. Will looked at Nico. Will you be my buddy? You're a dork, Nico announced. The two of them strolled off bickering.

The older Nico got, the more juvenile Percy seemed to him, though Percy was three years older. Nico found his sense of humour equal parts endearing and annoying. He decided to concentrate on the annoying.

I guess it wasn't everyday they see a yellow lifeboat with no engine going a hundred knots an hour, manned by three kids.

Nico enjoyed how nervous the Romans acted around him, even though they were older and bigger and more experienced fighters.

I don't feel that way anymore, Nico muttered. I mean... I gave up on Percy. I was young and impressionable, and I-I don't...

You remind me of myself " Bes continued "back when I was a young dwarf. You got a stubborn streak. When it comes to girl problems you're clueless.

It struck me just how young he was—no more than seventeen. Older than my mortal form, yes, but not by much. This young man had lost his mother. He had survived the harsh training of Lupa the wolf goddess. He'd grown up with the discipline of the Twelfth Legion at Camp Jupiter. He'd fought Titans and giants. He'd helped save the world at least twice. But by mortal standards, he was barely an adult. He wasn't old enough to vote or drink.

Jason hated being old.

I will never understand these bethroted teenagers nowadays.

Once he'd even reprogrammed the electronic billboards in Time Square to read: ALL DA LADIES LUV LEO... accidentally, of course.

Then Thalia Grace became their leader and started recruiting even more young women to their cause, which grated on Nico – as if Bianca's death could be forgotten. As if she could be replaced.

I looked more like Kurt Cobain than ever, except I doubt Cobain ever wore a shirt that read: WIGGLES ROCK & ROLL PRESCHOOL TOUR! The really disturbing thing was that they made shirts like that in my size.

Quick, Boy Wonder! To the pottery studio!

Am I a troubled kid? Yeah, you could say that.

AWWW, YOU two are so cute together it makes me sick. So I'm going back to my own room." I'm not sure Mallory and Halfborn even heard me when I left, they were lip-locking so hard. Seeing them like that almost made me miss Magnus. Almost.

That kid gave Leo the freakie-deakies.