Quotes About Courage

A hero can go anywhere, challenge anyone, as long as he has the nerve.

It was a crazy idea. But, as usual, that's all Percy had.

Great victory requires great risk. -Hera

Nico drank from the chalice, then offered it to Jason. You asked me about trust, and taking a risk? Well, here you go, son of Jupiter. How much do you trust me? Frank wasn't sure what Nico was talking about, but Jason didn't hesitate. He took the cup and drank.

Because I know you, Percy Jackson. In many ways, you are impulsive, but when it comes to your friends, you are as constant as a compass needle. You are unswervingly loyal, and you inspire loyalty. You are the glue that will unite the seven.

Die! --Gleeson Hedge

There's another problem, Percy said. I'm not good with air travel. It's dangerous for a son of Neptune. You'll have to risk it...and so will I, Frank said. By the way, we're related. Percy almost stumbled off the roof. What?

Don't underestimate Camp Half-Blood.

You can't burn me.

They would find this House of Hades. They'd take the Doors of Death. And by the gods, if Leo had to design a grabber arm long enough to snatch Percy and Annabeth out of Tartarus, then that's what he would do. Nemesis wanted him to wreak vengeance on Gaea? Leo would be happy to oblige. He was going to make Gaea sorry she had ever messed with Leo Valdez. Yeah. He took one last look at the cityscape of Rome, turning bloodred in the sunset. Festus, raise the sails. We've got some friends to save.

She led the way. Eyeless sockets of the dead seemed to stare at them as they passed. These are cool, Dan decided. Maybe I could- No, Dan, Amy said. You can't collect human bones. Awww.

No hero is above fear, Percy. And you have risen above every hero. - Poseidon

So . . . what is this fire river called?" "The Phlegethon," [Annabeth] said. "You should concentrate on going down." "The Phlegethon ?" [Percy] shinnied along the ledge. They'd made it roughly a third of the way down the cliff—still high enough up to die if they fell. "Sounds like a marathon for hawking spitballs." "Please don't make me laugh," she said. "Just trying to keep things light.

Frank nodded grimly. "Well…any goddess who throws a Ding Dong at a giant can't be all bad. Let's go.

Her hair is smoldering. Her face was smudged with soot. She had a cut on her arms, her dress was torn, and she was missing a boot. Beautiful.

Yeah, okay. But, Nico, you do choose how to live your life. You want to trust somebody? Maybe take a risk that I'm really your friend and I'll accept you. It's better than hiding.

But Grover's voice was already growing fainter. 'Sweet dreams. Don't let me die!

She tied her blond hair back with a strip of denim torn from her pants leg, and in the fiery light of the river, her grey eyes flickered. Despite being beat-up, sooty, and dressed like a homeless person, she looked great to Percy. So what if they were in Tartarus? So what if they stood a slim chance of surviving? He was so glad that they were together, he had the ridiculous urge to smile.

Keep moving. Don't get bogged down. Don't think about the bad stuff. Smile and joke even when you don't feel like it. Especially when you don't feel like it.

So, Annabeth said, are you going to argue about me coming along? Nah. You'd just beat me up. Percy said. She managed a laugh, which was good to hear

I wake up every morning and think: You know what would be good today? Not dying.

My son, what you are attempting – shadow-travel across the world, carrying the statue of Athena – it may well destroy you.' 'Thanks for the encouragement.

Annabeth laced her fingers through his. In the light of his bronze sword, her face was beautiful. 'We're together,' she reminded him. 'We'll get through this.

Rainbows. Very Macho! ~Leo Valdez