But how do we even get to the land of the dead?” I asked. “I mean…without dying.

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

I am your friend Bob!

I was flying right toward him (the pig) at the speed of demigod-smashing.

Don't Worry, Be Hapi.

Ella, just stay here. Stay safe." "Safe," Ella repeated. "Ella likes being safe. Safety in numbers. Safety deposit boxes. Ella will go with Tyson." "What?" Percy said. "Oh... fine, whatever. Just don't get hurt. And Mrs. O'Leary—" "ROOOF." "How do you feel about pulling a chariot?

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