The gods need heroes. They always have.

It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years.

Sometimes small things can become very large, indeed.

Even little Herley, who couldn't have been more than eight, looked like he could go six rounds with Chuck Norris without breaking a sweat.

Vitellius would've given Percy an hour-long lecture on the subject, probably with a PowerPoint presentation.

I realized that anyone who dared to hurt me would suffer his full wrath, and Walt wasn’t going to hold him back.

A general never shows despair. He instills confidence in his troops. He leads them forward, even into the mouth of death.