“It’s always hard to wrap up a series. The longer I spend with the characters, the more they become like friends.”

Otrera stayed dead the second time,” Kinzie said, batting her eyes. “We have to thank you for that. If you ever need a new girlfriend…well, I think you’d look great in an iron collar and an orange jumpsuit.” Percy couldn’t tell if she was kidding or not. He politely thanked her and changed seats.

Remake the world, a little at a time, each in your own corner of the world.

It isn’t easy being a brilliant inventor, always alone. Always misunderstood. Easy to turn bitter, make horrible mistakes. People are more difficult to work with than machines. And when you break a person, he can’t be fixed. -Hephaestus

I have more ideas than I’ll ever be able to write in five lifetimes.

Always, Always have a plan

You have to rise above the squabbling and chaos, and keep believing. You have to always keep your goals in mind.” -Hera, goddess of marriage

I’m a teacher still, but with a much larger classroom.

Just because you don’t see me doesn’t mean I wasn’t there

Everybody loves to show up at the party once all the hard work is done.

Knowledge isn’t always good for you.

Desjardins was literally fuming. His tattered robes still smoked from battle. (Carter says I shouldn’t mention that his pink boxer shorts were showing, but they were!)

You have to be compelled to write. If you’re not, nothing else that you do matters.

Our baboon was going completely sky goddess – which is to say, nuts.

If I’m going to burn, it might as well be bright.

Christmas in the Underworld was NOT my idea. If I’d known what was coming, I would’ve called in sick. I could’ve avoided an army of demons, a fight with a Titan, and a trick that almost got my friends and me cast into eternal darkness. But no, I had to take my stupid English exam.

Most of Set’s forces were running towards our boat, screaming and throwing rocks (which tended to fall down and hit them, but no one says demons are bright).

Do you know that the tendrils of graft and corruption have become mighty interlacing roots so that even men who would like to be honest are tripped and trapped by them?

Once the pursuit of truth begins to haunt the mind, it becomes an ideal never wholly attained.

Ballet technique never becomes easy, it becomes possible

The more his character, by rising above material contingencies, widen, become free and independent.

I’m not what happened to me. I am what I choose to become.

Habit can become a second nature, but, wrongly directed (or guided), it may also heighten (or intensify) unfortunate tendencies and be an obstacle to progress.

I always say it’s gonna become universal as we become a galactic union.

I would imagine it becomes more difficult.