Percy muttered. ‘I want to drown her.’ ‘Be patient, water boy.’ ‘Don’t call me water boy.

Nico studied his face – his sea-green eyes, his grin, his ruffled black hair. Somehow Percy Jackson seemed like a regular guy now, not a mythical figure. Not someone to idolize or crush on.

You will suffer, son of Hades!’ What else is new? Nico thought.

A wind that blows aimlessly is no good to anyone.

So, ’ Nico said, ‘since we’re going to be spending at least a year seeing each other at camp, I think I should clear the air.’ Percy’s smile wavered. ‘What do you mean?

We’re fine.’ A few feet away, Aurum snarled quietly, which meant Nico was lying.

He hated when his own advice applied to himself.

Nico found a sort of freedom in knowing that eventually, no matter what happened, he would end up at the foot of his father’s throne.

Then Thalia Grace became their leader and started recruiting even more young women to their cause, which grated on Nico – as if Bianca’s death could be forgotten. As if she could be replaced.

He'd gone from sixteen to seventy-five in a matter of seconds, but the old-man smell happened instantly, like boom. Congratulations! You stink!

Jason hated being an old man.

Confidence is subtle. Insecurity is brash.

The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am.

Television has a different biorhythm than movies. I love the biorhythm of TV.

I love to design and remodel houses, from working with the contractors to picking the colours, materials, kitchen and bathroom accessories to finally what furniture goes where.

We cannot distribute more wealth than is created. We cannot in the long run pay labor as a whole more than it produces.

Throughout the years I have tried to hone my skills to gain mastery over the music in my head.

Morals aren't just for when it's easy, Anita. They aren't morals if you throw them aside every time it's convenient.

Meaningful solutions to the problems of mass poverty that prevails in India I believe can only be found in the framework of an expanding economy.

TLC should stand for Toddlers, Lunatics, and Cake.

I heard stories from my mother's mother who was an American Indian. She was spiritual, although she did not go to church, but she had the hum. She used to tell me stories of the rivers.