Quotes About Struggle

Only the fire of life can melt the chains of death.

Plus, humor ws a good way to hide the pain. And if that didn't work, there was always Plan B. Run aaway. Over and over.

I tried to tell them that things would be okay, but I didn't believe it.

My heroes, our time together is short," Juno said. "I am grateful that you called upon me. I have spent weeks in a state of pain and confusion...my Greek and Roman natures warring against each other. Worse, I've been forced to hide from Jupiter, who searches for me in his misguided wrath, believing that I caused this war with Gaea." "Gee," Annabeth said, "why would he think that?

No matter how many times Percy killed them and watched them crumble to powder, they just kept re-forming like large evil dust bunnies.

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

I was a fight to the death, and I felt great.

I felt her story in every line: her struggle as the neglected child of a famous movie star; her mixed feelings about discovering she was a daughter of Aphrodite; most hurtful of all, her realization that the supposed love of her life, Jason Grace, was not someone she wanted to be with romantically.

It hasn't been easy, you know. Having the dead for company. Knowing that I'll never be accepted by the living. Only the dead respects me, and they only do that out of fear.

My friend is dying. Can you cure him or not? Her voice caught on the word friend. Percy was a lot more than that. Even boyfriend really didn't cover it. They'd been through so much together, at this point Percy was part of her - sometimes a annoying part, sure, but definitely a part she could not live without.

I hate the word 'demigod'. I prefer 'being born with a target on my back. - Blitzen

Only people who have known great pain have the capacity to learn magic.

It wasn't the most rational move, but I was hungry. I was angry. I hated being taken advantage of, and I didn't particularly like bald eagles. The blade hit the bird's back and stuck there like superglue. I tried to pull it away, but it wouldn't move. My hands were grafted to the sword grip. "Okay, then," the eagle squawked, "we can play it that way." He took off through the food court at sixty miles an hour, dragging me along behind him.

I have brought you a hero's fate, and a hero's fate is never happy. It is never anything but tragic.

I tried to smile like I wasn't about to die.

You are the ghost king, a voice said. I am, Nico thought. This is where you belong. But then Nico raised his head. Looked at the other two passengers. Will, whose face was strained as he reached down with a shaking hand to grab at him. Nico took it, gripped his boyfriend's hand tight, and thought, No. This is where I belong.

She decided to make his life as terrible, tragic and complicated as possible, so that some day Percy Jackson would have a really hard time writing about it.

Atlas smirked.

Even the bravest can fall.

Sometimes things don't end okay.

Why did it have to be so hard? Why couldn't there be a happily-ever-after ride-into-the-sunset feeling all the time?

Having a vivid imagination is a terrible curse.

Some problems even duct tape couldn't solve.

Man, what is your problem?" Leo grumbled. Percy blinked. "So...I guess we're not cool?" "Of course we're not cool! You're as bad as Jason! I'm trying to resent you for being all perfect and hero-y and whatnot. Then you go and act like a standup guy. How am I supposed to hate you if you apologize and promise to help and stuff?" A smile tugged at the corner of Percy's mouth. "Sorry about that.