Angel Rodriguez

“I give you my heart
I mean metaphorically
Put away that knife”
― Rick Riordan, The Burning Maze

“Even if you do not recognize his features, dear reader, I am sure you have met him. He is the school bully too charming to get caught; the one who thinks up the cruelest pranks, has others carry out his dirty work, and still maintains a perfect reputation with the teachers. He is the boy who pulls the legs off insects and tortures stray animals, yet laughs with such pure delight he can almost convince you it is harmless fun. He’s the boy who steals money from the temple collection plates, behind the backs of old ladies who praise him for being such a nice young man. He is that person, that type of evil.”
― Rick Riordan, The Burning Maze

“You would destroy your own grandfather?" I asked.
Medea shrugged. "Why not? You gods are all family, but you're constantly trying to kill each other."
I hate it when evil sorceresses have a point.”
― Rick Riordan, The Burning Maze

“I enjoy running people over in a chariot as much as the next deity, but I did not like the idea of being the guy run over.
As the dragons barrelled towards us, Meg stood her ground, which was either admirable or suicidal. I tried to decide whether to cower behind her or leap out of the way - both options less admirable but also less suicidal -when the choice became irrelevant. Piper threw her dagger, impaling the left dragon's eye.
Left Dragon shrieked in pain, pushed against Right Dragon, and sent the chariot veering off course. Medea barrelled past us, just out of reach of Meg's swords, and disappeared into the darkness while screaming insults at her pets in ancient Colchian - a language no longer spoken, but which featured twenty-seven different words for kill and not a single way to say Apollo rocks. I hate the Colchians.”
― Rick Riordan, The Burning Maze