Rick Riordan Zitate

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„Laufen? Auch kein Erfolg. Die Waldnymphen, die mich unterrichten sollten, sausten mir sofort davon. Sie meinten, ich solle mir darüber nicht den Kopf zerbrechen. Sie hätten Jahrhunderte Übung darin, vor liebeskranken Göttern wegzurennen. Aber trotzdem fand ich es ein wenig demütigend, langsamer zu sein als ein Baum.“

„Man sollte meinen, in eine Million Stücke zerhackt und in den finstersten Teil der Unterwelt geworfen zu werden, wäre eine klare Andeutung, dass er anderswo nicht willkommen war.“

„Er sah aus wie ein fieses männliches Model, das vorführt, was der modebewusste Schurke im Collegealter dieses Semester auf dem Campus trug.“

„John Green.“

“You see that massive giantess blocking the river?” “Technically speaking,” Jack said, “I can’t see anything, because I don’t have eyes. But yes, I see the giant.”

“My stomach churned. The monster had mimicked Thalia perfectly. If I'd heard that voice in the dark, calling for help, I would've run straight toward it.”

“He had a crush on a blueberry bush once.”

“Freak is easily spooked. Flesh-eating monsters tend to scare him away. So do fireworks, clowns, and the smell of Sadie's weird British Ribena drink. (Can't blame him on that last one. Sadie grew up in London and developed some pretty strange tastes.”

“Just don't ask me to deliver any more satyr babies and we'll get along great.”

“I grabbed a pair of glowing red legs.”

“Frank Zhang: lumbering klutz, child of Mars, part-time pachyderm.”

“Apparently, word of the chicken man incident hadn’t spread quite yet.”

“You set us up!”
“No! I swear—” Her face fell. “Mel. Mel must’ve told him.”
“Right,” I grumbled. “Blame Mel.”

“You have a humming dodo bird," I said stupidly.”

“I knew there was a reason I didnt turn you into a banana slug."
Leonid'd eyes widened. "No banana slug! Please!"
"It was a compliement, silly. Forbidden is good! Sadie likes forbidden!”

“Are you a ghost?”

“Grand buildings made her feel better--maybe because being in a place so permanent made her feel more permanent.”

“I'm scared," Nico mumbled. He was fiddling with something—a little metal toy soldier of some kind.
"Stop talking!" Dr. Thorn said. "Face me!”

“Knowledge isn't always good for you.”

“Oh, I see,” Poseidon said. “A shame. I quite like blow-fish. I am Poseidon.”
“Poseidon? That’s an interesting name.”
“Yes, I like it. I’ve gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon.”
“Like the god of the sea.”
“Very much like that, yes.”

“It knew that the earth goddess intended on razing all human civilization, and this city, which had stood ffor thousands of years, was saying back to her: You wanna dissolve this city, Dirt Face? Give it a shot.”

“I hate it when people let me down, when things are temporary. I think that's why I want to be an architect."
"To build something permanent," I said. "A monument to last a thousand years.”

“Writing is like a sport - you only get better if you practice”

“Actually,” he said, “you’re not far off. Uncle Leo brought some toys for all you good little demigods.”

“In that moment, he chose Greek. He threw in his lot with Camp Half-Blood-and the horses changed. The storm clouds inside burned away, leaving nothing but red dust and shimmering heat, like mirages on the Sahara.”

“If you've seen a crab's mouth, all foamy and gross with whiskers and snapping bits, you can imagine this one didn't look any better blown up to billboard size.”

“you know festus means happy in Latin right? You want us to go save the world on Happy the dragon?"
-Jason to Leo in the lost hero”

“Lovely. Imprisoned in a nursery school dungeon.”

“How old is she now?" he asked.
"Hard to say. She was a tree for a while. Now she's immortal.”

“My son Asclepius had become the god of medicine by the time he was fifteen, and I couldn’t have been happier for him. It left me time for my other interests. Besides, it’s every god’s dream to have a child who grows up to be a doctor.”

“The coach could do a goat-hoof tap dance around Nico’s head and the son of Hades wouldn’t even budge.”

“Perseus, you are not the hero.”

“All I heard was the blood rushing through my ears, and the distant rumble and crackle of the Lake of Fire. (And Khufu scratching himself and grunting, but that was nothing new.)”