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.

Being a hero doesn’t mean you’re invincible. It just means that you’re brave enough to stand up and do what’s needed.

I try not to think. It interferes with being nuts" - Leo Valdez

I try very hard to be annoying. Don’t insult my ability to annoy.

"We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again."

Narcissus turned and scowled at Leo. “Who are you?” “I’m the Super-sized McShizzle, man!” Leo said. “I’m Leo Valdez, bad boy supreme. And the ladies love a bad boy.

This is Leo. I'm the... What's my title? Am I like, admiral, or captain, or..." "Repair boy." "Very funny, Piper.

Survive first. Figure out crayon drawing of destiny later.

You must forge your own path for it to mean anything.

Leo: Rainbows. Very macho. Annabeth: Butch is our best equestrian, he gets along great with the pegasi. Leo: Rainbows, ponies... Butch: I'm gonna toss you off this chariot.

It's always hard to wrap up a series. The longer I spend with the characters, the more they become like friends.

One truth doesn't refute another. Truth doesn't lie in the object, but in how we see it.

A thing or one’s eyes are not maya (deceit), but the attraction that occurs due to the sense is maya!

So, I’m a bear, ” she explains, eyeing us all. “Wait? Is Issie something?”“Nope, ” Issie pouts. “All human. All the time.”“The coolest human ever, ” Devyn says, reaching down and ruffling her hair.

Who hesitate and falter life away and lose tomorrow the ground won today.

Tout re volutionnaire finit en oppresseur ou en he re tique. Every revolutionary ends as an oppressor or a heretic.

True beauty is in the mind; and the expression of the features depends more upon the moral nature than most persons are accustomed to think.

Cynicism is not realistic and tough. It's unrealistic and kind of cowardly because it means you don't have to try. ---in Good Housekeeping

Sometimes I pose, but sometimes I pose as posing.

What happened between those two beings? Nothing. They were adoring one another.

The reason why we are disenchanted with ourselves is because we entertain in the depths of our psyche a kind of vision-an anticipated vision of what we could be if we would be what we might be.