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“Percy's thoughts: I don't recommend shadow travel if your scared of:
A) The dark
B) Cold shivers up your spine
C) Strange noises
D) Going so fast you feel like your is peeling off
In other words I thought it was awesome”
Source: The Titan’s Curse
“Percy says be talked to a Nereid in Charleston Harbor!”
“Good for him!” Leo yelled back.
“The Nereid said we should seek help from Chiron’s brothers.”
“What does that mean? The Party Ponies?” Leo had never met Chiron’s crazy centaur relatives, but he’d heard rumors of Nerf sword-fights, root beer-chugging contests, and Super Soakers filled with pressurized whipped cream.
“Not sure,” Annabeth said. “But I’ve got coordinates. Can you input latitude and longitude in this thing?”
“I can input star charts and order you a smoothie, if you want. Of course I can do latitude and longitude!”
Source: The Mark of Athena
“Percy scowled. "I-I know you." Nico raised his eyebrows. "Do you?”
“Percy se quedó mirando asombrado.
-¿Cómo has...? Da igual. No quiero saberlo. Sigue sorprendiéndome.”
Source: The Mark of Athena
“Percy smiled at her - that sarcastic troublemaker smile that had annoyed her for years but eventually had become endearing. His sea-green eyes were as gorgeous as she remembered. His dark hair was swept to one side, like he'd just come from a walk on the beach. He looked even better than he had six months ago - tanner and taller, leaner and more muscular. Percy threw his arms around her. They kissed and for a moment nothing else mattered. An asteroid could have hit the planet and wiped out all life, and Annabeth wouldn't have cared.”
“Percy stared at his jelly donut. He had a rocky history with Nico di Angelo. The guy had once tricked him into visiting Hades's palace, and Percy had ended up in a cell. But most of the time, Nico sided with the good guys. He certainly didn't deserve slow suffocation in a bronze jar, and Percy couldn't stand seeing Hazel in pain.
"We'll rescue him," he promised her. "We have to. The prophecy says he holds the key to endless death.”
Source: The Mark of Athena
“Percy threw his arms around her. They kissed, and for a moment nothing else mattered. An asteroid could have hit the planet and wiped out all life, and Annabeth wouldn't have cared.”
Source: The Mark of Athena
“Percy tightened his grip on Annabeth's wrist. His face was gaunt, scraped and bloody, his hair dusted with cobwebs, but when he locked eyes with her, she thought he had never looked more handsome.
"We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again."
Only then did she understand what would happen. A one-way trip. A very hard fall.
"As long as we're together," she said.
She heard Nico and Hazel still screaming for help. She saw the sunlight far,f ar above-maybe the last sunlight she would ever see.
Then Percy let go of his tiny ledge, and together, holding hands, he and Annabeth fell into the endless darkness.”
Source: The Mark of Athena
“Percy tightened his grip on Annabeth's wrist. His face was gaunt, scraped and bloody, his hair dusted with cobwebs, but when he locked eyes with her, she thought he had never looked more handsome.
"We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again."
Only then did she understand what would happen. A one-way trip. A very hard fall.
"As long as we're together," she said.
She heard Nico and Hazel still screaming for help. She saw the sunlight far, far above--maybe the last sunlight she would ever see.
Then Percy let go of his tiny ledge, and together, holding hands, he and Annabeth fell into the endless darkness.”
Source: The Mark of Athena
“Percy tried to remember. He really did. For some reason, Annabeth and he had visited a spa and decided to destroy it. He couldn't imagine why. Maybe they hadn't like the deep-tissue massage? Maybe they'd gotten bad manicures?”
“Percy wadded up his falafel wrapper. Along with being a water-breather, the dude also had the ability to inhale food.”
Source: The Ship of the Dead
“Percy wakes me (fourteen)
Percy wakes me and I am not ready.
He has slept all night under the covers.
Now he’s eager for action: a walk, then breakfast.
So I hasten up. He is sitting on the kitchen counter
Where he is not supposed to be.
How wonderful you are, I say. How clever, if you
Needed me,
To wake me.
He thought he would a lecture and deeply
His eyes begin to shine.
He tumbles onto the couch for more compliments.
He squirms and squeals: he has done something
That he needed
And now he hears that it is okay.
I scratch his ears. I turn him over
And touch him everywhere. He is
Wild with the okayness of it. Then we walk, then
He has breakfast, and he is happy.
This is a poem about Percy.
This is a poem about more than Percy.
Think about it.”
Source: Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
“Percy was getting tired of water. If he said that aloud, he would probably get kicked out of Poseidon’s Junior Sea Scouts, but he didn’t care.”
“Percy was not feeling the love.”
“Percy: We're staying together. You're not getting away from me. Never again.
Annabeth: As long as we're together.”
“Percy wouldn't notice a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing one of Dobby's hats.”
“Percy: "Y para estar cerca de mí, ¿no?"
Annabeth: "Hum, me parece que hay alguien aquí que se da demasiada importancia -pero entrelazó los dedos con los míos”
Source: The Last Olympian
“Percy yelled. "What's going- Gah! Shrimpzilla!”
“Percy: “You asked Poseidon for… me?”
Tyson: "For a friend, young cyclopes grow up alone on the streets, learns to make things out of scraps. Learn to survive."
Percy: “But that’s so cruel!”
Tyson: “Makes us appreciate blessings, not be greedy and mean and fat like Polyphemus. But I got scared. Monsters chased me so much, clawed me sometimes--"
Percy: “The scars on your back?”
Tyson: “Sphinx on Seventy-second Street. Big Bully. I prayed to Daddy for help. Soon the people at Meriwether found me. Mey you. Biggest blessing ever. Sorry I said Poseidon was mean. He sent me a brother.”
Source: The Sea of Monsters
“Percy: You just hit the lord of the titans with a blue plastic hairbrush.”
Source: The Last Olympian
“Percy!” he bellowed. He dropped his broom and ran at me. If you’ve never been charged by an enthusiastic Cyclops wearing a flowered apron and rubber cleaning gloves, I’m telling you, it’ll wake you up quick.”
“Percy, lesser beings do many horrible things in the name of the gods. That does not mean we gods approve. The way our sons and daughters act in our names... well, it usually says more about THEM than it does about us.”
Source: Percy Jackson and the Battle of the Labyrinth
“Percy, meet Gladiola. Gladiola, Percy." I stared at Annabeth, figuring she'd crack up at this practical joke they were playing on me, but she looked deadly serious. "I'm not saying hello to a pink poodle," I said. "Forget it." "Percy," Annabeth said. "I said hello to the poodle. You say hello to the poodle." The poodle growled. "I said hello to the poodle.”
“Percy, we're going to Polyphemus' island! Polyphemus is an S-i-k...a C-y-k..." She stamped her foot in frustration. As smart as she was, Annabeth was dyslexic, too. We could've been there all night while she tried to spell Cyclops. "You know what I mean!”
“Percy," my father said, "what exactly do you mean?" "Kronos couldn't have risen if it hadn't been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents," I said. "They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason.”
“Percy," my mom said. "I give you my blessing." "Be safe brother!" Tyson pleaded. "Enchiladas!" Grover said. I wasn't sure where that came from, but it didn't seem to help much.”
Source: Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian
“Percy: Don't I get a kiss for luck? It's kind of a tradition, right? Annabeth: Come back alive, Seaweed Brain. Then we'll see.”
“Percy: I thought I’d lost my mom forever, and I was stuck on a hill in a thunderstorm fighting this huge bull dude while Grover was passed out wailing. “Food!” It was terrifying, man.”
Source: Percy Jackson: The Demigod Files: The Demigod Files
“Percy: I’ll walk down to the cabins and Connor and Travis are stealing stuff from the camp store, and Silena is arguing with Annabeth trying to give her a new makeover, and Clarisse is still sticking the new kids’ head into the toilets. It’s nice that some things never change.”
“Percy: The Heka-what? Annabeth: The Hundred-Handed Ones. They called them that because... well, they had a hundred hands. They were the elder brothers of the Cyclopes. Tyson: Very powerful. Wonderful! As tall as the sky. So strong they can break mountains! Percy: Cool. Unless you're a mountain.”
“Percy?" Annabeth gripped his arm. "Oh, bad," he muttered. "Bad. Bad." He looked across the table at Frank and Hazel. "You guys remember Polybotes?" "The giant who invaded Camp Jupiter," Hazel said. "The anti-Poseidon you whacked in the head with a Terminus statue. Yes, I think I remember”
“Percy’d heard stories about amputees who had phantom pains where their missing legs and arms used to be. That’s how his mind felt—like his missing memories were aching.”
“Perdamaian & kesejahteraan tidaklah datang dgn sendirinya, tetapi kita perjuangkan secara gigih.”
“Perdeler bizim tutsaklarımızdır; yalnızca pencereden dışarı kaçtıklarında ve havada özgürce uçtuklarında kendilerini hür hissederler! Gururlu bir bayrak gibi rüzgârda dalgalandıkları an yaşamlarının en iyi anıdır!”
“Perdeler her zaman bir şeyi gizler, iyiyi veya kötüyü, ikisinden birini! Onların görevi gizlemektir! Kötülüğü gizleyen bir perde gördün mü yırtıp at!”
“Perdemos demasiado tiempo preocupándonos por personas cuyo único pensamiento es vivir sus vidas y jamás detenerse un instante ni reparar en las vidas de los demás. El egoísmo es dificil de revertir, pero algún día despertarán.”
“Perdenin amacı gizlemek ve örtmektir ama bazen amaçlar çok sıkıcı gelir, insana da sıkıcı gelir bir perdeye bile sıkıcı gelir! Rüzgâr esince perde amacını unutur, kendini özgürlüğe bırakır, dinlenir, rahatlar ve yenilenmiş bir enerjiyle tekrar asli amacına geri döner!”
“Perdenin arkasında saklanmak yerine perdenin kendisi ol; hiçbir zaman bulunmazsın!”
“Perder el tiempo, ociosamente, para descubrir poco a poco todo lo que la vida tiene para ofrecernos: la amistad, el sexo, el dolor, la inseguridad, la vorágine, el enamoramiento, el resentimiento, la envidia de aquel que se ha quedado solo porque aquellos dos se están besando.”
Source: Tony Pagoda e i suoi amici
“Perder la carrera no es deshonroso. Lo deshonroso es no correr por temor a perder.”
Source: The Art of Racing in the Rain
“Perder un recuerdo es olvidar y olvidar, al final, es ignorar. Cuando ignoras no sabes, y, cuando no sabes, crees. Pero creer no es saber, sino estar a la merced de los que dicen que saben. Y los que dicen que saben no tienen por qué contarte lo que saben, sino lo que quieren que sepas, de tal manera que acabarás creyendo lo que quieren que creas.”
Source: A cinco lunas de la Tierra
“Perdi-me no alto mar, quando ia na galeria
À Índia da Ilusão, ao Brasil da Quimera!”
“Perdi tudo
Sobrou começo
Como fruto
Quando devorado
Sobre semente”
Source: Timeline
“Perdiccas threatened to put him to death unless he came to him, "That's nothing wonderful," Diogenes said, "for a beetle or a tarantula would do the same."”
“Perdiste tu inocencia en el mundo de afuera. No podrás recuperarla aquí adentro, en el mundo de los afectos. Quizá tuviste tu jardín. Yo también tuve el mío, mi pequeño paraíso. Ahora ambos lo hemos perdido. Trata de recordar. No puedes encontrar en mí lo que ya sacrificaste, lo que ya perdiste para siempre y por tu propia obra. No sé de dónde vienes. No sé qué has hecho. Sólo sé que en tu vida perdiste lo que después me hiciste perder a mí: el sueño, la inocencia. Ya nunca seremos los mismos.”
Source: La muerte de Artemio Cruz
“Perdition awaits at the end of a road constructed entirely from good intentions, the devil emerges from the details and hell abides in the small print.”
“Perdomita Britannia et statim omissa. Britain was conquered and immediately lost.”
“Perdona cuanto puedas, pero nunca lo perdones todo una y otra vez a la misma persona, porque eso le lleva a sentir que puede herirte gratis.”
“Perdonadme que cuente de manera tan personal mi amor a las cosas inanimadas que se despierta en los que van a morir. Calle a calle, sobre un montón de casas rotas, se paseó la muerte. Abrieron el vientre de mi calle las bombas. La oigo llorar aún con sus cientos de ventanas golpeándose en sus quicios durante toda la noche. Recuerdo como primer elemento el agua que lo encharca todo y el olor, un olor a alquitrán, a humo, a polvo, a ilusiones molidas... Cuando va a comenzar un bombardeo, los gatos desaparecen, sorprendidos de vivir entre las gentes capaces de permitir tales cosas, y los perros aúllan, preotegiéndose junto a nuestros pies. A los seres humanos se les ponen ojos suplicantes de niño.”
Source: Memoria de la melancolía
“Perdonar es ir al pasado y volver sano y salvo.”
Source: Cómo hacer que te pasen cosas buenas