And when demigods use cell phones, the signals agitate every monster within a hundred miles. It's like sending up a flare: Here I am! Please rearrange my face!

— Rick Riordan

And, whoa!" He turned to Mr. D. "You're the wine dude? No way!" Mr. D turned hi eyes away from me and gave Nico a look of loathing. "The wine dude?"" Dionysus, right? Oh, wow! I've got your figurine!"" My figurine."" In my game, Mathematic. And homophobia card, too! And even though you've only got like five hundred attack points and everybody thinks you're the lamest god card, I totally think your powers are sweet!"" Ah." Mr. D seemed truly perplexed, which probably saved my life. "Well, that's...gratifying.

— Rick Riordan

And you, Percy, are my favorite son.

— Rick Riordan

Annabeth came up to me. She was dressed in black camouflage with her Celestial bronze knife strapped to her arm and her laptop bag slung over her shoulder—ready for stabbing or surfing the Internet, whichever came first.

— Rick Riordan

Annabeth didn’t want to sleep, but her body betrayed her. Her eyelids turned to lead. “Percy, wake me for second watch. Don’t be a hero.” He gave her that smirk she’d come to love. “Who, me?” He kissed her, his lips parched and feverishly warm. “Sleep.

— Rick Riordan

Annabeth frowned. "Percy's sword is a

— Rick Riordan

Annabeth frowned. "That doesn't make sense. But why were you visiting --" Her eyes widened. "Hermes said you bear the curse of Achilles. Hestia said the same thing. Did you. . . Did you bathe in the River Styx?"" Don't change the subject."" Percy! Did you or not?"" Um. . .maybe a little.

— Rick Riordan

Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then she did something that surprised me even more. SHD kissed me. "Br careful Seaweed Brain." she put her cap back on and vanished. I probably would have SST there for the rest of the day, staring at the lava and trying to remember what my name was.

— Rick Riordan

Annabeth gripped the hilt of her dagger. “A bounty on our heads. . . As if we didn’t attract enough monsters already.”“Do we get WANTED posters?” Leo asked. “And do they have our bounties, like, broken down on a price LI

— Rick Riordan

Annabeth,” he said hesitantly, “in New Rome, demigods can live their whole lives in peace.” Her expression turned guarded. “Reyna explained it to me. But, Percy, you belong at Camp Half-Blood. That other life—”“I know,” Percy said. “But while I was there, I saw so many demigods living without fear: kids going to college, couples getting married and raising families. There’s nothing like that at Camp Half-Blood. I kept thinking about you and me…and maybe someday when this war with the giants is over…” It was hard to tell in the golden light, but he thought Annabeth was blushing. “Oh,” she said…”I’m sorry,” he said. “I just… I had to think of that to keep going. To give me hope. Forget I mentioned—”“No!” she said. “Gods, Percy, that’s so sweet.

— Rick Riordan