everybody-even monsters-needed a little attention once in a while.

Deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face.

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

So few people did good in their lives. It was depressing.

Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing.

The real world is where the monsters are.

Go on with what your heart tells you, or you will lose all.

Even strength must bow to wisdom sometimes.

Where's the glory in repeating what others have done?

Humans see what they want to see.

It's funny how humans can wrap their mind around things and fit them into their version of reality.

Names have power.

You assume that it has to be a male god who finds a human female attractive? How sexist is that?

Suspecting and knowing are not the same.

Percy Jackson is a good kid, but he can't seem to focus on his schoolwork or control his temper. And lately, being away at boarding school is only getting worse-Percy could have sworn his pre-algebra teacher turned into a monster and tried to kill him.

RICK RIORDAN

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