“Love was the most savage monster of all.”

dealing with any man means dealing with multiple personalities.

See you on the other side. -Percy Jackson

Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.

No one can hate you with more intensity than someone who used to love you.

Fairness does not mean everyone gets the same. Fairness means everyone gets what they need.

Hope survives best at the hearth.

Even strength must bow to wisdom sometimes.

I was a fight to the death, and I felt great.

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.

A man who uses a great many words to express his meaning is like a bad marksman who, instead of aiming a single stone at an object, takes up a handful and throws at it in hopes he may hit.

What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist.

Two things form the bedrock of any open society – freedom of expression and rule of law. If you don’t have those things, you don’t have a free country.

Few men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief in the safety of their surroundings.

To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.

Almost all crime is due to the repressed desire for aesthetic expression.

Out of the fictitious book I get the expression of the life, of the times, of the manners, of the merriment, of the dress, the pleasure, the laughter, the ridicules of society. The old times live again. Can the heaviest historian do more for me?

Writing is a great comfort to people like me, who are unsure of themselves and have trouble expressing themselves properly.