3,416 Quotes by Rick Riordan

Annabeth and Grover helped me search the woods for hours, but there was no sign of Nico di Angelo. “We have to tell Chiron,” Annabeth said, out of breath. “No,” I said. She and Grover both stared at me.

Percy had taken his girlfriend on some romantic walks before. This wasn't one of them.

I felt like my heart was being ripped in two. They had both been with me through so much. I remembered Grover dimb-bombing Medusa in the statue garden, and Annabeth saving us from Cerberus; we'd survived Hephaestus's Waterland ride, the St. Louis Arch, the Lotus Casino. I had spent thousands of miles worried that I'd be betrayed by a friend, but these friends would never do that. They had done nothing but save me, over and over, and now they wanted to sacrifice their lives for my mom.

But Percy was still woozy from the poison, so they sat on the edge of the ruined golden dome for a few minutes to let Percy catch his breath . . . or catch his water, whatever a son of Poseidon catches when he's at the bottom of the ocean

Uh, Coach,” Jason said, “that’s a great offer, but we need you to man the ship—or goat the ship. Whatever.” Hedge scowled. “And let you three have all the fun?” Percy gripped the satyr’s arm. “Hazel and the others need you here. When they get back, they’ll need your leadership. You’re their rock.” “Yeah.” Jason managed to keep a straight face. “Leo always says you’re his rock.

No," I said. "I choose the prophecy. It will be about me.""Why are you saying that?" she cried. "You want to be responsible for the whole world?"It was the last thing I wanted, but I didn't say that. I knew I had to step up and claim it."I can't let Nico be in any more danger," I said. "I owe that much to his sister. I…let themboth down. I'm not going to let that poor kid suffer any more.

So about a million pages ago, I mentioned Zeus's first wife, the Titan Metis. Remember her? Neither did I. I had to go back and look. All these names: Metis and Thetis and Themis and Feta Cheese—I get a headache trying to keep them straight.

Actually, they didn't have chocolate in Ancient Greece, but Aphrodite was fond of apples. That was her sacred fruit, maybe because it was pretty and sweet, just like her. (Insert gagging sounds here.)

Oh, the middle third of the U.S.!” Leo spread his arms. “Piece of torta, then. We’ll justsearch the entire middle of the country!”“Still with the sarcasm,” Percy noted.“Hey, man, I’ve sailed with the most sarcastic scalawags on the high seas.”The two gave each other a high five, though I did not quite understand why. I thoughtabout a snippet of prophecy I’d heard in the grove: something about Indiana. It might be aplace to start….