“What are you?” She demanded. “My dad? Osiris? Are you even alive?” Dad looked at Anubis. “What did I tell you about her? Fiercer than Ammit, I said.” “You didn’t need to tell me that.” Anubis’s face was grave. “I’ve learned to fear that sharp tongue.” Sadie looked outraged. “Excuse me?”

You began your journey here as a pup. Now you must find your way back. A new quest, a new start.

The most dangerous flaws are those which are good in moderation,” she said. “Evil is easy to fight. Lack of wisdom… that is very hard indeed.

They know they’ve won,” Carter guessed. “They’re making a show of it.” “Yes,” Amos said. “Well, let’s blow up the boats or something!” I said. Amos looked at me. “Is that your strategy, honestly?

Sadie got up and kissed Amos on the forehead. “Leave it to us, Uncle. I’ve got a plan.” “That,” I said, “sounds like very bad news.

She had to face the fact that she couldn’t protect everyone she loved. She couldn’t solve every problem.

Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey-when you are the son of Poseidon, you don’t have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.

The right choice is hardly ever the easy choice.

Can we just call them storm spirits?” Leo asked. “Venti makes them sound like evil espresso drinks.

Apollo?” I guessed… He put a finger to his lips. “I’m incognito. Call me Fred.” A god named Fred?

If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.

Don’t decide yet,” Hephaestus advised. “Wait until daybreak. Daybreak is a good time for decisions.

A hero can go anywhere, challenge anyone, as long as he has the nerve.

Knowledge of any value can’t be given. It must be sought and earned

Think positive girl, or the world ends.

I think I write for reluctant readers. Of course I want everyone to enjoy my books, but if the kids in the back row who normally don’t pick up a book are engaged with what I’m writing, along with the kids who are big readers anyway, then I really feel like I’ve done my job.

Young people don’t always do what they’re told, but if they can pull it off and do something wonderful, sometimes they escape punishment.

I was crawling around inside of her. She was a church pianist. My dad was a brilliant singer. I was hearing it.

My dad graduated seminary there, and so did (sounds like) Mark Kimball’s grandfather. They sang in a quartet together, my dad and Mark Kimball’s grandfather.

My parents didn’t make a lot of money. My dad was not a high school graduate.

My dad always told me to stand up to bullies, and Bill O’Reilly is kind of a bully, and he’s the kind of kid who hits other kids on the playground.

Music is more of a hobby to me than my hobbies, if that makes sense.

My dad was a terrible businessman.

My dad didn’t graduate from high school, ended up being a printing salesman, probably never made more than $8,000 a year.

My views about God come from my dad. Dad told me that he believed Nature, which to him included humankind, to be so beautiful, so magnificent, that there had to be something behind it all.