Quotes from book

The Son of Neptune

“As Hazel marched down the hill, she cursed in Latin. Percy didn’t understand all of it, but he got,, and a few choice suggestions about where Octavian could stick his knife.”

“Nobody welcomes a war - not if they're smart. But war finds everyone sooner or later. It's inevitable.”

“June smiled. "So what will it be? Safety, or a future of pain and possibility?”

“No more Lastrygonians.” Ella fluttered down and landed next to them. “Six minus six is zero. Spears are good for subtraction, yep.”

“There's another problem," Percy said. "I'm not good with air travel. It's dangerous for a son of Neptune."
"You'll have to risk it… and so will I," Frank said. "By the way, we're related."
Percy almost stumbled off the roof. "What?”

“Maybe if he did really well they'd give him some mouldy apples.”

“Percy’d heard stories about amputees who had phantom pains where their missing legs
and arms used to be. That’s how his mind
felt—like his missing memories were aching.”

“Her name badge read: Hello! My name is DIE, DEMIGOD SCUM!”

“Stop!" he yelled at the others. "Multigrain fighting is not allowed!”

“Strange things conspire when one tries to cheat fate”

“Wisdom's daughter walks alone,
The mark of Athena burns through Rome.”

“They all ordered massive plates of eggs, pancakes, and reindeer sausage, though Frank looked a little worried about the reindeer. "You think it's okay that we're eating Rudolph?"

"Dude," Percy said, "I could eat Prancer and Blitzen, too. I'm.”

“You seem to be clean," Terminus decided. "Do you have anything to declare?"
"Yes," Percy said. "I declare this is stupid.”

“You do the easy thing, the appealing thing, the peaceful thing, mostly it turns sour in the end. But if you take the hard path - ah, that's how you reap the sweet rewards. Duty. Sacrifice. They mean something.”

“You think it's okay that we're eating Rudolph?"
"Dude," Percy said, "I could eat Prancer and Blitzen, too. I'm HUNGRY.”

“As he fell toward the highway, a horrible scenario flashed through his mind: his body smashing against an SUV's windshield, some annoyed commuter trying to push him off with the wipers. "Stupid 16-year-old kid falling from the sky! I'm late!”

“Laistrygonians. Cannibals. Northern Giants. Sasquatch legend. Yep, yep. They are not birds. Not birds of North America.”

“I'm fine!" Percy yelled out as he ran by, followed by a giant screaming bloody murder.”

“Dakota's head was stuck in his toga. He staggered around olike a Kool-Aid-stained ghost.
"Um," Percy said, "should I wear my bed sheets?”