Suspecting and knowing are not the same.

She sacrificed her life to make things right," Mitchell grumbled. "She[Silena Beuregard] was a hero

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

If you don't like it you can kiss my quiver

You cannot imprison me!" He bellowed. "I am Hyperion! I am-" The bark closed over his face. Grover took his pipes from his mouth. "You are a very nice maple tree.

At the rear of the bus, the driver wrenched a big chunk of smoking metal out of the engine compartment. The bus shuddered, and the engine roared back to life. The passengers cheered. Darn right!" yelled the driver. He slapped the bus with his hat. "Everybody get back on board!

You can’t control every contingency. You have to accept that. Let it scare you. Trust that it’ll be okay anyway.