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

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.

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.

Never bet against a cat.

Whoever drinks beer, he is quick to sleep; whoever sleeps long, does not sin; whoever does not sin, enters Heaven! Thus, let us drink beer!

I read that heavy drinking is bad for your health. I decided I better stop reading.

Women, you overheated dipsomaniacs, never passing up a chance to wangle a drink, a great boon to bartenders but a bane to us–not to mention our crockery and our woolens!

When I sell liquor, it’s bootlegging. When my patrons serve it on a silver tray on Lakeshore Drive, it’s hospitality.

I cannot drink or do anything that changes the mind.

I never diet. I smoke. I drink now and then. I never work out.

There comes a time in every woman’s life when the only thing that helps is a glass of champagne.

Beer, it’s the best damn drink in the world.