Wow, " Thalia muttered. "Apollo is hot." "He's the sun god, " I said."That's not what I meant.

Zoë threw up her hands in exasperation. "I hate this language. It changes too often!

Grover started to sniffle and I figured if I didn't cheer him up he'd either start bawling or chewing up my mattress. He tends to eat household objects whenever he gets upset.

If Annabeth's mother was Athena, the goddess of wisdom, then why didn't Annabeth know better than to fall off a cliff?

Yay!' he said. 'Now we can eat peanut butter sandwiches and ride fish ponies! We can fight monsters and see Annabeth and make things go BOOM!

There is always a way out for those clever enough to find it.

You promised you would protect her Nico said. He might as well have stabbed me with a rusty dagger.It would've hurt less than reminding me of my promise.

Your former friend Luke " Poseidon corrected. "He once promised things like that. He was Hermes's pride and joy. Just bear that in mind Percy. Even the bravest can fall.

So I took her hand, and I don't know what everybody else heard, but to me it sounded like a slow dance: a little sad, but maybe a little hopeful, too.

I stared at him (Dionysus). "You're...you're married? But I thought you got in trouble for chasing a wood nymph-

She said this in the same way you might say Fields of Punishment or Hades's gym shorts.

There was, for many of us, a great escape in reading about the fantastic and supernatural during wartime. Terrors more terrible than those we were living through gave us an outlet for our anxiety.

I never let any of my sons beat me at video games.

I have sometimes wondered if the greatest desire of man is to be known and loved anyway.

When one plays a Steinway, there is a warmth and nobility in the sound that is unequalled by any other instrument.

The faculty know what they need to develop and they need to work with an administrator with the authority do get it done. To define everything in terms of these index numbers is ridiculous.

Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.

I don't pretend that I can read minds. I don't believe anybody can read minds. In other words, I don't believe in psychics.

The people fancy they hate poetry, and they are all poets and mystics.

Pico Iyer describes his writing as "intimate letters to a stranger," and I think that is what the writing process is. It begins with a question, and then you follow this path of exploration.

The irreligious don't repent at all and the religious only repent of sins. But Christians repent of their wrongfully placed righteousness.