Things will work out - maybe just not the way you plan

I imagined loading the God of the Sea into a taxi and taking him to the Upper East Side.

Amos sipped his coffee. The faraway look on his face reminded me of my dad. “I don’t want to scare you.” “Too late.

There's no point in defending camp if you guys die. All our friends are here.

I am never, ever, going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it.

The Olympians were a reminder that there was always someone better than you, so you shouldn't get a big head.

In the Duat, Anubis looked as he always had, with his tousled dark hair and lovely brown eyes, but I’d never seen him filled with such rage. I realized that anyone who dared to hurt me would suffer his full wrath, and Walt wasn’t going to hold him back.