“Thank God she doesn't have to be confirmed by the Senate.(on the birth of his granddaughter)”
“God, this is weird." "Oh, I'm sorry—do you have a ghost talking to you about his intentions with your granddaughter?”
“I thank God daily for the good fortune of my birth, for I am certain I would have made a miserable peasant.”
“Thank you, Captain Obvious.""I'm on the Senate," he reminded me. "It's Lord Obvious.”
“Tyson! Thank the gods, Annabeth is hurt!""You thank the gods that she is hurt?" he asked, puzzled.”
“Do I really run like that?" (Kitty)"Yup," Martini confirmed. "Don't worry, I think it's sexy.""Thank God. I think I look like a cheetah on drugs.”