You spoke the truth, Percy Jackson. You are nothing like... like Hercules. I am honored that you carry this sword.

A truly great artist has many talents.

Nobody welcomes a war - not if they're smart. But war finds everyone sooner or later. It's inevitable.

The Princess Andromeda?" "Went ka-boom.

I held out a lead figurine of Hades—the little Mythomagic statue Nico had abandoned when he fled camp last winter. Nico hesitated. "I don’t play that game anymore. It’s for kids." "It’s got four thousand attack power," I coaxed. "Five thousand," Nico corrected. "But only if your opponent attacks first." I smiled. "Maybe it’s okay to still be a kid once in a while.

Thank Artemis, it is you! That little scar on your lip--you tried to eat a stapler when you were two!" ... Hedge nodded like he approved of Jason's taste. "Staplers--excellent source of iron.

I keep forgetting about your amnesia. Heh. Forgetting about amnesia. That's funny.