“Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.”

“Look, I never wanted to be a half-blood. most of the time it gets you killed in nasty, dangerous ways.”

“Race you to the road?" I said."You are so going to lose." She (Annabeth) took off down Half-Blood Hill and I sprinted after her.For once, I didn't look back.”

“I don't care what your nose says! The last time you smelled half-blood, it turned out to be a meatloaf sandwich!""Meatloaf sandwiches are good! But this is a half-blood scent, I swear. They are on board!""Bah, your brain isn't on board!”

“I was wishing I'd bought some of that Camp Half Blood orange thermal underwear..." ?!?!”

“Don't underestimate Camp Half-Blood.”

“He was slumped over, blood trickling from the side of his mouth. I shook his furry hip, thinking, No! Even if you are half barnyard animal, you're my best friend and I don't want you to die!”