Quotes About Poseidon

It's interesting: As a god I almost always find, The more repressed the mortal, The dirtier the mind." -Poseidon

This guy's all ego. BUT I'M ALL ID." -Poseidon

that's me. ancient history." [Poseidon to Paul]

Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey-when you are the son of Poseidon, you don't have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.

Blackjack, Percy said, this is Piper and Jason. They're friends. The horse nickered. Uh, maybe later, Percy answered. Piper had heard that Percy could speak to horses, being the son of the horse lord Poseidon, but she'd never seen it in action. What does Blackjack want? she asked. Donuts, Percy said. Always donuts.

Hey, I'm a Poseidon kid," he said. "I can't drown. And neither can my pancakes.

Tyson, Frank is a descendant of Poseidon. Brother! Tyson crushed Frank in a hug. Percy stifled a laugh. Actually he's more like a great-great-...Oh, never mind. Yeah, he's your brother. Thanks. Frank mumbled through a mouthful of flannel.

I couldn't miss Percy's fifteenth birthday," Poseidon said. "Why, if this were Sparta, Percy would be a man today!" That's true," Paul said. "I used to teach ancient history." Poseidon's eyes twinkled. "That's me. Ancient history.

Your uncle, Poseidon sighed, has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would've done well as the god of theater.

I've been waiting a long time for a quest, seaweed brain, she said. Athena is no fan of Poseidon, but if you're going to save the world, I'm the best person to keep you from messing up.

Percy? Annabeth gripped his arm. Oh, bad, he muttered. Bad. Bad. He looked across the table at Frank and Hazel. You guys remember Polybotes? The giant who invaded Camp Jupiter, Hazel said. The anti-Poseidon you whacked in the head with a Terminus statue. Yes, I think I remember

Fish gathered to look at us - a school of baracudas, some curious marines. SCRAM! I told them. They swam off, but I could tell they went reluctantly. I swear I understood their intencions. They were about to star rumors flighing around the sea about the son of poseidon and some girl at the bottom of Siren Bay.

Wait just a minute, Ares growled. He pointed at Thalia and me. These two are dangerous. It'd be much safer, while we've got them here— Ares, Poseidon interrupted, they are worthy heroes. We will not blast my son to bits. Nor my daughter, Zeus grumbled. She has done well.

If there were ever any half-bloods who needed to worry about that, it was Thalia and me. I wondered if maybe I should've sent Poseidon that seashell pattern tie for Father's Day after all. --Percy Jackson

Poseidon raised his eyebrows as they shook hands. "Blowfish, did you say?" Ah, no. Blofis, actually." Oh, I see," Poseidon said. "A shame. I quite like blowfish. I am Poseidon." Poseidon? That's an interesting name." Yes, I like it. I've gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon." Like the god of the sea." Very much like that, yes.

There was Tyson moving into the Poseidon cabin, giggling to himself every fifteen seconds and saying, Percy is my brother? like he'd just won the lottery. Aw, Tyson, I'd say. It's not that simple.

THAT Perseus always won. That's why my momhad named me after him, even if he was son of Zeus ann I was son of Posidon. The original Perseus was one of the only heros in the greek myths who got a happy ending. The others died-betrayed, mauled, mutilated, poisoned, or cursed by the gods. My mom hoped i would inherit Perseus's luck. Judging by how my life was going so far, i wasn't too optimistic.

Percy was eating a huge stack of blue pancakes (what was his deal with blue food?) while Annabeth chided him for pouring on too much syrup. "You're drowning them!" she complained. "Hey, I'm a Poseidon kid," he said. "I can't drown. And neither can my pancakes.

After the satyrs filed in to dinner, the Hermes cabin brought up the rear. They were always the biggest cabin. Last summer it had been led by Luke, the guy who fought with Thalia and Annabeth on top of Half-Blood Hill. For a while, before Poseidon had claimed me, I'd lodged in the Hermes cabin. Luke had befriended me...and then he'd tried to kill me.

Poseidon held out his arms and gave me a hug. I realized, a little embarrassed, that I'd never actually hugged my dad before. He was warm—like a regular human—and he smelled of a salty beach and fresh sea air.

And do you know what a full-fledged war would look like, Percy? Bad? I guessed. Imagine the world in chaos. Nature at war with itself. Olympians forced to choose sides between Zeus amd Poseidon. Destruction. Carnage. Millions dead. Western civilization turned into a battleground so big it will make the Trojan War look like a water-balloon fight. Bad, I repeated.

Incoming! yelled Poseidon. They shifted-as much as they could in the cramped space-and Rocky landed in their midst. This is not a baby, Hades noticed I think it's a rock. He was observant that way.

Yeah, flattering. Percy raised Riptide. But actually I`m the son of Poseidon. I`m from Camp Half-Blood.

Son of Poseidon? East asked. I nodded. Took a dip in the Styx? Hudson asked. Yep. They made digusted sounds. Well that's perfect East said. Now how do we kille him?