"We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again."— Rick Riordan
Unbelievable Annabeth Chase quotations
Two things you will never have to chase: true friends and true love.
Leo: Rainbows. Very macho. Annabeth: Butch is our best equestrian, he gets along great with the pegasi. Leo: Rainbows, ponies... Butch: I'm gonna toss you off this chariot.
Why can't you place a blessing like that on us?" I asked.
"It only works on wild animals." "So it would only affect Percy," Annabeth reasoned. "Hey!" I protested.
One life. Just one. Why aren't we running like we are on fire towards our wildest dreams?
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.
Until she met the exploding statue, Annabeth thought she was prepared for anything.
Rachel: They asked me a lot of questions about you. I played dumb. Annabeth: Was it hard?
God sometimes removes people from your life to protect you. Don't run after them.
This is Annabeth,” Jason said. “Uh, normally she doesn't judo-flip people.
You're cute when you're worried, your eyebrows get all scrunched together.
He had no idea where the stereotype of dumb giggly blondes came from.
Ever since he'd met Annabeth at the Grand Canyon last winter,when she'd marched toward him with that Give me Percy Jackson or I’ll kill you expression, Leo had thought of blondes as much too smart and much too dangerous.
Every morning you pick between two choices: Continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them. Good morning.
But how did you know where we were?" Annabeth asked.
Advanced planning, my dear. I figured you would wash up near Miami if you made it out of the Sea of Monsters alive. Almost everything strange washes up near Miami.
I am never, ever, going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it.
You drool when you sleep.
Person who chases two rabbits catches neither.
I've been waiting a long time for a quest, seaweed brain," she said.
"Athena is no fan of Poseidon, but if you're going to save the world, I'm the best person to keep you from messing up.
I'm so glad you're here," Aphrodite said.
"War is coming. Bloodshed is inevitable. So there's really only one thing to do." "Uh... and that is?" Annabeth ventured. "Why, have tea and chat, obviously
"Monkey bars," Annabeth said. "I'm great at these." She leaped onto to the first rung and started swinging her way across. She was scared of tiny spiders, but not of plummeting to her death from a set of monkey bars. Go figure.
If you don't love yourself, youll always be chasing after people who don't love you either.
What if it lines up like it did in the Trojan War .
.. Athena versus Poseidon?" "I don't know. But I just know that I'll be fighting next to you." "Why?" "Because you're my friend, Seaweed Brain. Any more stupid questions?
Not knowing is half the fun," Aphrodite said, "Exquisitely painful isn't it? Not being sure who you love and who loves you? Oh, you kids! It's so cute I'm going to cry!
If Annabeth's mother was Athena, the goddess of wisdom, then why didn't Annabeth know better than to fall off a cliff?
Never chase a lie. Let it alone, and it will run itself to death.
Annabeth came up to me. She was dressed in black camouflage with her Celestial bronze knife strapped to her arm and her laptop bag slung over her shoulder—ready for stabbing or surfing the Internet, whichever came first.
Good fighting with you, Seaweed Brain." Ditto.
Aphrodite,” [Annabeth] said. “Venus?” Hazel asked in amazement. “Mom,” Piper said with no enthusiasm. “Girls!” The goddess spread her arms like she wanted a group hug. The three demigods did not oblige. Hazel backed into a palmetto tree.
Perfection is not attainable, but if we chase perfection we can catch excellence.
The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.
Rachel: You're a half-blood, too? Annabeth: Shhh! Just announce it to the world, how about? Rachel: Okay. Hey, everybody! These two aren't human! They're half Greek god!...They don't seem to care.
Yay!' he said. 'Now we can eat peanut butter sandwiches and ride fish ponies! We can fight monsters and see Annabeth and make things go BOOM!
Chase dreams not people
Wonderful, Annabeth thought. Her own mother, the most levelheaded Olympian, was reduced to a raving, vicious scatterbrain in a subway station. And, of all the gods who might help them, the only ones not affected by the Greek-Roman schism seemed to be Aphrodite, Nemesis and Dionysus. Love, revenge, wine. Very helpful.
Hephaestus glowered up at us. “I didn’t make you, did I?” Uh,” Annabeth said, “no, sir.” Good,” the god grumbled. “Shoddy workmanship.
Well, actually it carried Cadmus. Europa fell off and died along the way, but that's not important.' It was probably important to her.
Those not chasing their dreams should stay out of the way of those who are.
Oh, my dear! I’m afraid you’ve mistaken me for someone else! My name is Rhea Silvia. I was the mother to Romulus and Remus, thousands of years ago. But you’re so kind to think I look as young as the 1950s.
What exactly did you find in Atlanta?” Frank unzipped his backpack and started bringing out souvenirs. “Some peach preserves. A couple of T-shirts. A snow globe. And, um, these not-really-Chinese handcuffs.” Annabeth forced herself to stay calm. “How about you start from the top—of the story, not the backpack.
Luke gazed at Annabeth. "You knew. I almost killed you, but you knew . . ." "Shhh." Her voice trembled. "You were a hero at the end, Luke.
Don't follow your dreams, chase them !
Percy imagined what that would be like: getting an apartment in this tiny replica of Rome, protected by the legion and Terminus the OCD border god. He imagined holding hands with Annabeth at a cafe. Maybe when they were older, watching their own kid chase seagulls across the forum.
I'm calm," Rachel insisted. "Every time I'm around you, some monsters attack us. What's to be nervous about?" "Look," I said. "I'm sorry about the band room. I hope they didn't kick you our or anything." "Nah. They asked me a lot of questions about you. I played dumb." "Was it hard?" Annabeth asked.
But she wondered why beautiful things had to be wrapped up with evil history.
Or was it the other way around? Maybe the evil history made it necessary to build beautiful things, to mask the darker aspects.
Fish gathered to look at us - a school of baracudas, some curious marines.
SCRAM! I told them. They swam off, but I could tell they went reluctantly. I swear I understood their intencions. They were about to star rumors flighing around the sea about the son of poseidon and some girl at the bottom of Siren Bay.
She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here.
And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.