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The Last Olympian Quotes

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Rick Riordan
“I don't recommend shadow travel if you're scared of:
a) The dark
b) Cold shivers up your spine
c) Strange noises
d) Going so fast you feel like your face is peeling off
In other words, I thought it was awesome.”
Rick Riordan , The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“Annabeth frowned. "That doesn't make sense. But why were you visiting --" Her eyes widened. "Hermes said you bear the curse of Achilles. Hestia said the same thing. Did you . . . did you bathe in the River Styx?"
"Don't change the subject."
"Percy! Did you or not?"
"Um . . .maybe a little.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“It almost made me long for the flying pig.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“The word Styx got her [Mrs. O'Leary, the hellhound] excited. She probably thought I meant sticks. She jumped a few times, chased her tail just to teach it who was boss, and then calmed down enough for me to push Nico onto her back.”
Rick Riordan

Rick Riordan
“It was beautiful in a harsh I'm-going-to-gut-you-like-a-fish kind of way.”
Rick Riordan

Rick Riordan
“Charlie …" Silena’s eyes were a million miles away. "See Charlie.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“My only thought was to keep him away from Annabeth.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“As a general rule, I preferred not to have my soul reaped.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“You said your mom is the goddess of balance," I reminded him. "The minor gods deserve better, Ethan, but total destruction isn't balance. Kronos doesn't build. He only destroys.”
Rick Riordan

Rick Riordan
“You're cute when you're worried," she muttered. "Your eyebrows get all scrunched together."
"You are not going to die while I owe you a favor," I said. "Why did you take that knife?"
"You would've done the same for me."
It was true. I guess we both knew it. Still, I felt like somebody was poking my heart with a cold metal rod.
"How did you know?"
"Know what?"
I looked around to make sure we were alone. Then I leaned in close and whispered: "My Achilles spot. If you hadn't taken that knife, I would've died."
She got a faraway look in her eyes. Her breath smelled like grapes, maybe from the nectar. "I don't know, Percy. I just had this feeling you were in danger. Where... where is the spot?"
I wasn't supposed to tell anyone. But this was Annabeth. If I couldn't trust her, I couldn't trust anyone.
"The small of my back."
She lifted her hand. "Where? Here?"
She put her hand on my spine, and my skin tingled. I moved her fingers to the one spot that grounded me to my mortal life. A thousand volts of electricity seemed to arc through my body.
"You saved me." I said. "Thanks."
She removed her hand, but I kept holding it.
"So you owe me," she said weakly. "What else is new?”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“When I was at the River Styx, turning invulnerable...Nico said I had to concentrate on one thing that kept me anchored to the world, that made me want to stay mortal."

Annabeth kept her eyes on the horizon. "Yeah?"

"Then up on Olympus," I said, "when they wanted to make me a god and stuff, I kept thinking--"

"Oh, you so wanted to."

"Well, maybe a little. But I didn't, because I thought--I didn't want things to stay the same for eternity, because things could always get better. And I was thinking..." My throat felt really dry.

"Anyone in particular?" Annabeth asked, her voice soft.

I looked over and saw that she was trying not to smile.

"You're laughing at me," I complained.

"I am not!"

"You are so not making this easy."

Then she laughed for real, and she put her hands around my neck. "I am never, ever going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it."

When she kissed me, I had the feeling my brain was melting right through my body.

I could've stayed that way forever, except a voice behind us growled, "Well, it's about time!"

Suddenly the pavilion was filled with torchlight and campers. Clarisse led the way as the eavesdroppers charged and hoisted us both onto their shoulders.

"Oh, come on!" I complained. "Is there no privacy?"

"The lovebirds need to cool off!" Clarisse said with glee.

"The canoe lake!" Connor Stoll shouted.

With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close enough to hold hands. Annabeth was laughing, and I couldn't help laughing too, even though my face was completely red.

We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us in the water.

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're the son of Poseidon, you don't have to hurry.

And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“Because Hope survives best at the hearth', I said. 'Guard it for me, and I won't be tempted to give up again.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“Then a shadow swooped under me, and thump - I was on Blackjack's back. It wasn't the most comfortable landing. In fact, when I yelled "OW!" my voice was an octave higher than usual.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“I glanced up at the stars, wondering if i would ever see them again”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“I wasn't supposed to tell anyone. But this was Annabeth. If I couldn't trust her, I couldn't trust anyone.

"The small of my back."

She lifted her hand. "Where? Here?"

She put her hand on my spine, and my skin tingled. I moved her fingers to the one spot that grounded me to my mortal life. A thousand volts of electricity seemed to arc through my body.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“Apollo stepped forward. His fiery armour was so bright it was hard to look at, and his matching Ray-Bans and perfect smile made him look like a male model for battle gear.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

Rick Riordan
“I stared at him. “You’re scared of bunnies?”
“Blah-hah-hah! They’re big bullies. Always stealing celery from defenseless satyrs!”
Thalia coughed.”
Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian