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by
Rick Riordan
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November 30 - December 5, 2023
Annabeth fixed her gaze on the horizon, like she was looking for a solution way out in Yonkers. Do solutions come from Yonkers?
“Are you kidding?” He grinned at Annabeth. “A chance to do quests, just the three of us? Like old times? The Three Musketeers!” “The Powerpuff Girls,” Annabeth suggested. “Shrek, Fiona, and Donkey,” I said. “Wait a minute,” Grover said. “I’m fine with this,” Annabeth said.
I am a guy of limited talents. If I can’t kill it with water, a sword, or sarcasm, I am basically defenseless. I come preloaded with sarcasm.
Her face . . . well, look, I would know Annabeth’s face anywhere. I love her face.
“These chickens want trouble? I’ll give them trouble.”
Even as an eight-year-old, she had more single-mindedness than I ever would, which might have bothered me if I’d had the bandwidth to focus on it.
They always boil down to If A = B => Okay; if A ≠ B=> Dead.
Living down in Soho, she probably had to get her passport stamped to come this far north.
Find someone who loves you the way my girlfriend pushes me off a cliff. Without hesitation. With full confidence in your abilities, with the rock-steady belief that your relationship can handle it, and with complete faith that when you come out of the water, assuming you survive, you will totally forgive them for the push. Almost certainly forgive them. Probably.
Bonus points if you find someone with enough chutzpah to say Bon voyage while they do it.
Just my luck. I’d brought sincerity to a sarcasm fight. I guess Iris and Hebe had dulled my natural defenses.
Wow, I was such a terrible person.
don’t know,I answered, because I am not very helpful when I talk to myself.
“Farewell, my friends,” I told them. “Be good to one another.” Then I ascended. I wondered if I was leaving the snakes with a new religion; if they would tell stories to future generations about the strange rainbow god boy who tripped a lot before returning to the heavens. Or maybe they were just thinking, That kid is really weird.
He cheered for me as I did my first race (I came in second, because I didn’t need the attention of winning),
“Weird energy kind of defines Washington Square Park,”
hadn’t practiced my dive at all, but I figured I’d spent so much of my life plummeting downward, I’d be a shoo-in for first place.
Apparently, the reviewer didn’t like that the title Love Songs of the Gods promoted paganism. Paul chuckled. “Little do they know.”

