I didn't understand how. But the toilets had responded to me. I had become one with the plumbing.

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.

The process of learning requires not only hearing and applying but also forgetting and then remembering again.

What is worse? Taking the life of a person who wants to live or taking death from a person who wants to die.

When was the last time you spent the entire day with only 42 year olds?

Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.

God is seeking those who hear His call to a life of worship. Those who heed are those who will walk in His presence. They will know Him intimately as He will manifest Himself to them.

He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.

Love is the greatest form of loyalty, one that places happiness of the beloved over the lover.

Amy: This time can we... lose the bunk beds? The Doctor: No Bunk beds are cool, a bed with a ladder, you can't beat that!

There is a limited number of plots. There is no limit to the number of stories.

There are three needs of the griever: To find the words for the loss, to say the words aloud and to know that the words have been heard.