We only came close to dying six or seven times, which I thought was pretty good. Once, I lost my grip and found myself dangling by one hand from a ledge fifty feet above the rocky surf. But I found another handhold and kept climbing. A minute later Annabeth hit a slippery patch of moss and her foot slipped. Fortunately, she found something else to put it against. Unfortunately, that something was my face. "Sorry," she murrmured. "S'okay," I grunted, though I'd never really wanted to know what Annabeth's sneaker tasted like.

Staplers--- Excellent source of iron

I realized that anyone who dared to hurt me would suffer his full wrath, and Walt wasn’t going to hold him back.

Nico, I've seen a lot of brave things. But what you just did? That was maybe the bravest.

I tried to tell them that things would be okay, but I didn't believe it.

I gave her my deluxe I'll-Kill-You-Later stare.

I’m sorry I can’t do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.