You promised, Seaweed brain. We would not get separated! Ever again!

They know they’ve won,” Carter guessed. “They’re making a show of it.” “Yes,” Amos said. “Well, let’s blow up the boats or something!” I said. Amos looked at me. “Is that your strategy, honestly?

I feel incredibly fortunate to have had the level of success I've had. I was just writing stories for my own sons.

You know what would help this boy?" Demeter mused. "Farming." Persephone rolled her eyes. "Mother-" "Six months behind a plow. Excellent character building.

Oh, no way," Leo said. "We've been sitting in a cave and you get the luxury tent? Somebody give me hypothermia. I want hot chocolate and a parka!

I accidentally vaporize my pre-algebra teacher

What’s the point of being a magician if you can’t wave your wand and make the people you care about feel better?