“Mark my words, nothing smells worse than burned scorpion.”

“Most problems look worse than they are. nothing is unfixable.”

“Wisdom's daughter walks alone,The mark of Athena burns through Rome.”

“My fatal flaw is hubris.The brown stuff they spread on veggie sandwiches?No, seaweed brain. That's hummus. Hubris is worse.What could be worse than hummus?”

“My name is Zia Rashid.” She tilted her head as if listening.Right on cue, the entire building rumbled. Dust sprinkled from the ceiling, and the slithering sounds of scorpion doubled in volume behind us.“And right now,” Zia continued, sounding a bit disappointed, “I must save your miserable lives.”

“Annabeth:My fatal flaw. That's what the Sirens showed me. My fatal flaw is hubris. Percy: the brown stuff they spread on veggie sandwiches?Annabeth:No, Seaweed Brain. That's HUMMUS. hubris is worse.Percy: what could be worse than hummus? Annabeth: Hubris means deadly pride, Percy. Thinking you can do things better than anyone else... Even the gods.”

“If anybody felt worse than I did, it was Amos. I had just enough magic to turn myself into a falcon and him into a hamster (hey, I was rushed!)”