We tend to think of divorced or complicated families as a modern invention, and that is not at all true. You only have to read the Greek myths to see broken homes, widows, divorce, stepchildren, children trying to get along with new parents.

Yeah, well. I don’t try to be awesome. It just comes natural.

Whenever Percy stopped by to see [Annabeth], she was so lost in thought that the conversation went something like this: Percy: 'Hey, how's it going?' Annabeth: 'Uh, no thanks.' Percy: 'Okay...have you eaten anything today?' Annabeth: 'I think Leo is on duty. Ask him.' Percy: 'So, my hair is on fire.' Annabeth: 'Okay, in a while.

You cannot imprison me!" He bellowed. "I am Hyperion! I am-" The bark closed over his face. Grover took his pipes from his mouth. "You are a very nice maple tree.

Grand buildings made her feel better--maybe because being in a place so permanent made her feel more permanent.

Ella is nervous,” the harpy muttered from her perch on the railing. “The elephant. The elephant is watching Ella.

I’m sorry I can’t do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.