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Here's a helpful hint: If you nod, I can't see it. Or head shakes. Or shrugs. Or middle fingers. Or interpretive dances. When I ask you a question, you need to actually speak.

"A semicolon is where a writer can choose to end the sentence," she said, tucking a lock of brown hair behind her ear. "But they don't. The story goes on. It's a symbol of hope. To keep going." She smiled tremulously. "Sometimes I need that reminder."

For you, I would
bring down the stars,
wreath their fire
around your neck
like diamonds,
and watch them
pulse
to the beat of your heart

Like any sugary treat, it tasted heavenly at first, but if you gorged on it, you'd be sick.

I worried I would grow up to be trash too, and would hurt any woman I might someday love, so I vowed not to love anyone.

You deserve to be loved as you are, Darlene. Not in bits and pieces.

The universe is listening. You get back what you put in. Negative shit gets you negative shit. Positive energy begets positive energy. Whatever you put out there in the universe, it listens. And then it answers. So when I talk, I try to give it something it wants to hear and hope it answers with something I want to hear.

I love you, Noah. With my heart and my soul and this body. With every part of me. I love you so much you don't have to see it. You can feel it.

I didn't know it then - I couldn't have - but in that moment, the rest of my life, or what was left of it, began.

She gave a little gasp and her lips parted for me. I deepened the kiss, while wondering how I'd lived twenty-four years without having kissed her before.

"Everything good in my life is because of you. How do I thank you for that?"
"You don't, silly. Just love me, Sawyer."

"Not this time." I said, gruffly. "Hold on to me." She raised her eyes to mine, uncertain. "Sawyer…" "And I'll hold on to you, okay?" I said. "Just as tightly."

I'm scared shitless… and yet when I'm with you, I see something real. For the first time in my life, I want whatever we have to be real.

Hercules, huh? That guy was like the Starbucks of Ancient Greece. Everywhere you turn - there he is.

"Wow," Thalia muttered. "Apollo is hot."
"He's the sun god," I said.
"That's not what I meant."

Life is only precious because it ends, kid.

Families are messy. Immortal families are eternally messy. Sometimes the best we can do is to remind each other that we're related for better or for worse…and try to keep the maiming and killing to a minimum.

With great power… comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.

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

All I could think of was that the teachers must've found the illegal stash of candy I'd been selling out of my dorms room. Or maybe they'd realized I got my Essay on Tom Sawyer from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade.

You hit the lord of the titans in the eye with a blue plastic hairbrush.

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

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

You will see things just as they are, being a half-blood, but humans will interpret things quite differently. Remarkable, really, the lengths to which humans will go to fit things into their version of reality.

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

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

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

In a way, it's nice to know that there are Greek gods out there, because you have somebody to blame when things go wrong. For instance, when you're walking away from a bus that's just been attacked by monster hags and blown up by lightning, and it's raining on top of everything else, most people might think that's just really bad luck; when you're a half-blood, you understand that some divine force is really trying to mess up your day.

It was one thing to use computers as a tool, quite another to let them do your thinking for you.

Danger confronted properly is not something a man must fear.

One thing about flying that he never got used to was that no matter how awful the weather was on the ground, if you flew high enough you could always find the sun.

A wise man knows his limitations. And a bold one seizes opportunities.

In the Soviet Union every worker is a government worker, and they have a saying: As long as the bosses pretend to pay us, we will pretend to work.

Nothing, it seemed, lived longer than a perverse idea.

Chavez here, I just dropped two. The excitement of the moment masked the shame of how easy it had been. This was pure murder.

John Clark: "You get a nap. The rest of the team arrives in about half an hour."
Ding: "The rest of what team?"
John Clark: "Everybody who can move and shoot, son."

There were even those who said that Communism had been tried in the wrong country - that Russia had been too far backward to make those wonderful ideas work.

Popov: "I told them to feel free to rob the bank as a cover for the real mission -"
John Brightling: "Which was?"
Popov: "To be killed."