Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair.

That's it, cupcake. You're going down.

Percy looked at Coach Hedge and Frank. “A trap?” “Probably,” Frank said. “She’s not mortal,” Hedge said, sniffing the air. “Probably some kind of goat-eating, demigod-destroying fiend from Tartarus.” “No doubt,” Percy agreed. “Awesome.” Hedge grinned. “Let’s go.

Heroes like you always have a weak spot. We just have to find it, and then we can kill you. Won't that be lovely? Have a cheese 'n' Wiener!

I'd come to respect the bag.

Don't get starry-eyed about somebody you can't have, especially if it blinds you to somebody who's really important.

My dear young cousin, if there's one thing I've learned over the eons, it's that you can't give up on your family, no matter how tempting they make it.