It was like Percy had faced death before, like he knew about grief. What mattered was listening. You didn’t need to say you were sorry. The only thing that helped was moving on—moving forward.

Rick Riordan

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I wondered if Olympus had gone to a commercial break, or if our r... by Rick Riordan

I wondered if Olympus had gone to a commercial break, or if our ratings had been any good.

break olympus gone

i held it up, and tried to channel happy dog thoughts toward Cerberus- Alpo commercials, cute little puppies, fire hydrants.

fire dog cute

Laistry....I can't even say that. What would you call them in Eng... by Rick Riordan

Laistry....I can't even say that. What would you call them in English?" "Canadians.

annabeth-chase i-can

That sounded about as likely as Apophis and Ra becoming Facebook buddies, but I decided not to say anything.

decided becoming say-anything

I looked across the river to Manhattan. It was a great view. When Sadie and I had first arrived at Brooklyn House, Amos had told us that magicians tried to stay out of Manhattan. He said Manhattan had other problems--whatever that meant. And sometimes when I looked across the water, I could swear I was seeing things. Sadie laughed about it, but once I thought I saw a flying horse. Probably just the mansion's magic barriers causing optical illusions, but still, it was weird.

horse views rivers

Sadie, I can't intervene." He turned up his palms in frustration. "I told you when we first met, this isn't an actual physical body." "Shame," I mumbled. "What?" "Nothing. Go on.

frustration body goes-on

I thought she'd make some comment about the bloodthirsty gods chasing us, but when she finally found her voice, she said, "That boy kissed you!" Leave it to Liz to have her priorities straight.

priorities voice boys

You're Bes, I guess?" I said. "Yes," he said. "Your car's a mess," Liz muttered. "If one more person rhymes," Emma grumbled, "I'll throw up.

emma liz car

Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend every waking hour thinking about boys." "Just most waking hours?

might boys thinking

Now, you'll have to answer my questions." "Oh, very well," Set said. "I like Brazil for the World Cup. I'd advise investing in platinum and small-cap funds. And your lucky numbers this week are 2, 13--" "Not those questions!" Menshikov snapped.

investing lucky numbers

We choose to believe in Ma'at. We create order out of chaos, beauty out of ugly randomness. That's what Egypt is all about.

egypt order believe

Don't get starry-eyed about somebody you can't have, especially if it blinds you to somebody who's really important.

important ifs

Back in Khufu's day I knew a magician who parted the Nile just so he could climb to the bottom and retrieve a girl's necklace. Then there was that Israelite fellow, Mickey." "Moses?" "Yeah, him.

khufu necklaces girl

I named my camel Katrina. She was a natural disaster. She slobbered everywhere and seemed to think the purple streak in my hair was some kind of exotic fruit. She was obsessed with trying to eat my head. I named Walt's camel Hindenburg. He was almost as large as a zeppelin and definitely as full of gas.

purple hair thinking

Our camels plodded along. Katrina tried to kiss, or possibly spit on Hindenburg, and Hindenburg farted in response. I found this a depressing commentary on boy-girl relationships.

depressing kissing girl

Words are the source of all power. And names are more than just a... by Rick Riordan

Words are the source of all power. And names are more than just a collection of letters.

source names letters

i remembered the myth about Andromeda and how she had been chained to a rock by her own parents as a sacrifice to a sea monster. Maybe she'd gotten too many F's on her report card or something.

rocks sacrifice sea

He looked like an evil male model, showing off what the fashionable college age villain was wearing to Harvard this year.

college evil years

A guy in Greek armor drew his sword and charged, but slipped in a... by Rick Riordan

A guy in Greek armor drew his sword and charged, but slipped in a puddle of pina colada.

puddles guy greek

You're a Demigod Percy, half god and half mortal! by Rick Riordan

You're a Demigod Percy, half god and half mortal!

demigods mortals half