Rick Riordan, The Battle of the Labyrinth

"Are you guys busy?"Juniper asked. "Well,"I said, "we're in the middle of this game against a bunch of monsters and we're trying not to die.""We're not busy,"Annabeth said."

"Be careful of love. It'll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong."

"I turned to Dionysus. "You cured him?""Madness is my specialty. It was quite simple.""But...you did something nice. Why?"He raised and eyebrow. "I am nice! I simple ooze niceness, Perry Johansson. Haven't you noticed?"

"Don't feel bad, I'm usually about to die."

"But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword."

"People are more difficult to work with than machines. And when you break a person, he can't be fixed."

"We'd spent maybe ten minutes together, during which time I'd accidentally swung a sword at her, she'd saved my life, and I'd run away chased by a band of supernatural killing machines. You know, your typical chance meeting."

"You deal with mythological stuff for a few years, you learn that paradises are usually places where you get killed."

"Don't feel bad, I'm usually about to die."

"I'm calm,"Rachel insisted. "Every time I'm around you, some monsters attack us. What's to be nervous about?""Look,"I said. "I'm sorry about the band room. I hope they didn't kick you our or anything.""Nah. They asked me a lot of questions about you. I played dumb.""Was it hard?"Annabeth asked."

"Getting something and having the wits to use it...those are two different things."

"Rachel: You're a half-blood, too?Annabeth: Shhh! Just announce it to the world, how about?Rachel: Okay. Hey, everybody! These two aren't human! They're half Greek god!...They don't seem to care."