Frank had decided that whatever his fate was, he wouldn’t worry about it. He would just do the best he could to help his friends.

You must carry on my spirit. It can no longer be carried by a god. It must be taken up by all of you. - Pan

Leo,” Hazel gasped, “I can’t—my arms—” “Hazel,” he said. “Do you trust me?” “No!” “Me neither,” Leo admitted.

To foreswear romantic love forever. To never grow up, never get married. To be maiden eternally.

He was slumped over, blood trickling from the side of his mouth. I shook his furry hip, thinking, No! Even if you are half barnyard animal, you're my best friend and I don't want you to die!

I started to walk away, but she [Clarisse] called out, "Percy?" "Yeah?" "When you, uh, had that vision about your friends..." "You were one of them," I promised, "Just don't tell anybody, okay? Or I'de have to kill you." A faint smile flickered across her face "See you later." "See you

So...your name means Mr.Underwear." -Frank