I May Be Biased, But I Think

Sadie Got Up And Kissed Amos On The Forehead. “leave It To Us, Uncle. I’ve Got A Plan.” “that,” I Said, “sounds Like Very Bad News.

"percy, You're A Brave Guy," She Said. "just Take The Compliment. I Swear, Is It So Hard?"

I Pulled Out Riptide.

Annabeth:my Fatal Flaw. That's What The Sirens Showed Me. My Fatal Flaw Is Hubris. Percy: The Brown Stuff They Spread On Veggie Sandwiches? Annabeth:no, Seaweed Brain. That's Hummus. Hubris Is Worse. Percy: What Could Be Worse Than Hummus? Annabeth: Hubris Means Deadly Pride, Percy. Thinking You Can Do Things Better Than Anyone Else... Even The Gods.

Love Is No Game! It Is No Flowery Softness! It Is Hard Work- It Demands Everything From You- Especially The Truth. Only Then Does It Yield Results.