Don't feel bad, I'm usually about to die.

If i'm going to survive, it won't be because i have a lion-skin cloak. I'm not Hercules.

Happy Birthday!' I yelled, 'Now, shut up!

Monsters,' her dad said, a tear tracing his cheek. 'I live in a world of monsters.

There will be guards,” Bast said. “And traps. And alarms. You can bet the house is heavily charmed to keep out gods.” “Magicians can do that?” I asked. I imagined a big can of pesticide labeled God-Away.

That’s us,” he said. “Those five nuts right there.” Which one is me?” I asked. The little deformed one,” Zoe suggested. Oh, shut up.

So which way now, Sacagawea?" - Annabeth to Rachel