Той ме погледна тъжно, сякаш мислеше какви цветя да избере на погребението ми.

“Is it fair your life burns so short and bright? Death had asked. "No such thing…”

“No hero is above fear, Percy. And you have risen above every hero.- Poseidon”

“so mortals tend to see only what they can understand.”

“Luke gazed at Annabeth. "You knew. I almost killed you, but you knew . . .""Shh…”