With great power... comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.

That's it, cupcake. You're going down.

Aphrodite: Pfft. That's not the point. Follow your heart. Percy: But... I don't know where it's going. My heart, I mean.

I wondered if she'd ever written on her notebook: GEB + NUT = TRUE LOVE or MRS GEB.

Beckendorf walked up with his helmet under his arm. 'She likes you, man.' 'Sure,' I muttered. 'She likes me for target practice.' 'Nah, they always do that. A girl starts trying to kill you, you know she's into you. 'Makes a lot of sense.

Why won't you drown?" he wailed, pummeling me with his fists. "I'm Poseidon's son," I said. "Curse that upstart! I was here first!

My name is Carter Kane. I'm fourteen and my home is a suitcase.