Red cattle," Annabeth said. "The cattle of the sun." "What?" I [Percy] asked. "They're sacred to Apollo." "Holy cows?
Rick RiordanBrother dear,โ I said, โdid your soul leave your body while Amos was talking, or did you actually hear him? Egyptian gods real. Red Lord bad. Red Lordโs birthday: very soon, very bad. House of Life: fussy magicians who hate our family because dad was a bit of a rebel, whom you could take a lesson from. Which leaves usโjust usโwith Dad missing, an evil god about to destroy the world, and an uncle who just jumped off the buildingโand I canโt actually blame him.โ I took a breath. [Yes, Carter, I do have to breathe occasionally.]
Rick RiordanWant a cookie,' Ra said. 'What kind?' 'Weasel cookie.' I'm here to tell you, that comment about weasel cookies probably saved the known universe.
Rick RiordanHe was rewarded with a silver-and-red can of soda. He brandished it at the dolphin warriors as if spraying them with bug repellant. "Behold!" Percy shouted. "The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!" The dolphin-men began to panic. They were on the edge of retreat. Percy could feel it.
Rick RiordanI tell aspiring writers that you have to find what you must write. When you find it, you will know, because the subject matter wonโt let you go. Itโs not enough to write simply because you think it would be neat to be published. You have to be compelled to write. If youโre not, nothing else that you do matters.
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