99 Quotes About Magnus-chase

Maybe I should have resented him, but I didn't. After losing my mother, I didn't have patience for grudges. My years on the street had taught me that it was pointless to whine and moan about what you could've had - what you deserved, what was fair. I was just happy to have this moment.

Annabeth shook her head. "All these years sneaking around, and we could've just been ourselves?""You should always do that." Alex strolled alongside, back in human form, though he still had a few flamingo feathers stuck in his hair. "And you have to flaunt the weird, my friends.""I'm going to quote you on that," Percy said."You'd better.

I hate this plan," I said. "Let’s do it.

Annabeth frowned. "Percy's sword is a she?"Jack laughed. "Well, duh."Percy studied Riptide, though I could've told him from experience it was almost impossible to tell a sword's gender by looking at it."I don't know," he said. "Are you sure -?""Percy," said Alex. "Respect the gender.""Okay, fine," he said. "It's just kinda strange that I never knew.""On the other hand," Annabeth said, "you didn't know the pen could write until last year.""That's low, Wise Girl.

The only strange thing about Jackson was the tattoo on the inside of his forearm - a trident as dark as seared wood, with a single line underneath and the letters SPQR.He'd told me the letters stood for Sono Pazzi Quelli Romani - those Romans are crazy. I wasn't sure if he was kidding.

Congratulations, man. What's her name?""Estelle. It was my grandmother's name. Um, on my mom's side, obviously. Not Poseidon's.""I approve," Alex said. "Old-fashioned and elegant. Estelle Jackson.""Well, Estelle Blofis," Percy corrected. "My stepdad is Paul Blofis. Not much I can do about that surname, but my little sis is awesome. Five fingers. Five toes. Two eyes. She drools a lot.""Just like her brother," Annabeth said.Alex laughed.

Percy's ears turned as pink as Alex's jeans. "Anyway, maybe we've been looking at this all wrong. I've been tying to teach you sea skills. But the most important thing is to use whatever you've got to hand - your team, your wits, the enemy's own magical stuff.""And there's no way to plan for that," I said."Exactly!" Percy said. "My work here is done!"Annabeth frowned. "Percy, you're saying the best plan is no plan. As a child of Athena, I can't really endorse that.

Standing on the yarndarm of the USS Constitution, looking down at Boston Harbor two hundred feet below, I wished I had the natural defences of a turkey buzzard. Then I could projectile-vomit on Percy Jackson and make him go away.

Percy wadded up his falafel wrapper. Along with being a water-breather, the dude also had the ability to inhale food.