“Patterns repeat themselves in history”

“Grover was sniffing the wind, looking nervous. He fished out his acorns and threw them into the sand, then played his pipes. They rearranged themselves in a pattern that made no sense to me, but Grover looked concerned. "That's us," he said. "Those five nuts right there." "Which one is me?" I asked. "The little deformed one," Zoe suggested. "Oh, shut up.”

“Where's the glory in repeating what others have done?”

“What is the glory in repeating whta others have done?”

“that's me. ancient history."[Poseidon to Paul]”

“I hadn't seen my dad get violent since the Great Spatula Incident, and I wasn't anxious to see a repeat of that.”

“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.”