My Resolve, My Anger, Even My Grief

"boys," Annabeth Interrupted, "i'm Sure You Both Would've Been Wonderful At Killing Each Other. But Right Now You Need Some Rest."

Not All Powers Are Spectacular." Hestia Looked At Me. "sometimes The Hardest Power To Master Is The Power Of Yielding.

Don't Worry, Goat Boy. The Milkman Is Dead.

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.

Many Of The Best Traps Are Simple. You Just Have To Think About It, And Hope Your Victim Doesn't.