Annabeth: Hey, Seaweed Brain. Percy: Will you stop calling me that? Annabeth: You know you love it.

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

I have some extra costumes-" "No!" Ephialtes snapped, and for once Percy was in agreement.

No one can hate you with more intensity than someone who used to love you.

That’s Narmer with the spoon,” I guessed. “Angry because the other bloke stole his breakfast cereal?

Then something occurred to me. "Get closer," I told Blackjack. He whinnied in protest. "Just within shouting distance," I said. "I need to talk to the statue." Now I'm sure you've lost it, boss, Blackjack said

He told me he wouldn't hurt... Charlie. He lied to me.