Wow. When he started looking back on the war with Kronos as the good old days--that was sad.

I couldn't help thinking about my dream, with Annabeth crumpled and lifeless in Luke's arms. Here I was rescuing baby monsters, but I couldn't save my friend.

It was beautiful in a harsh I'm-going-to-gut-you-like-a-fish kind of way.

My resolve, my anger, even my grief gave me confidence

He scowled at Jason. "And please, I don't like being touched. Don't ever grab me again.

Poseidon raised his eyebrows as they shook hands. “Blowfish, did you say?” "Ah, no. Blofis, actually.” "Oh, I see,” Poseidon said. “A shame. I quite like blowfish. I am Poseidon.” "Poseidon? That’s an interesting name.” "Yes, I like it. I’ve gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon.” "Like the god of the sea.” "Very much like that, yes.

You will not believe me, but I am proud of your strength. Sometimes. . . sometimes the only way I can care for my children is to keep my distance.