#anna

Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive. ↗

— Josephine Hart

#character

Percy: Don't I get a kiss for luck? It's kind of a tradition, right? Annabeth: Come back alive, Seaweed Brain. Then we'll see. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #right

The cord, a familiar voice said. Remember your lifeline, dummy! Suddenly there was a tug in my lower back. The current pulled at me, but it wasn't carrying me away anymore. I imagined the string in my back keeping me tied to the shore. "Hold on, Seaweed Brain." It was Annabeth's voice, much clearer now. "You're not getting away from me that easily." The cord strengthened. I could see Annabeth now- standing barefoot above me on the canoe lake pier. I'd fallen out of my canoe. That was it. She was reaching out her hand to haul me up, and she was trying not to laugh. She wore her orange camp T-shirt and jeans. Her hair was tucked up in her Yankees cap, which was strange because that should have made her invisible. "You are such an idiot sometimes." She smiled. "Come on. Take my hand." Memories came flooding back to me- sharper and more colorful. I stopped dissolving. My name was Percy Jackson. I reached up and took Annabeth's hand. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #imagination

I am never, ever, going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy #brain

I didn't want to see her because it would make me feel better. I came because without her, it's hard to remember who I am... ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#sisters

I think he’s delirious,” Cas said. “Don’t die on me,” I ordered. “I wouldn’t dream of it,” he said right before he passed out. ↗

— Jennifer Rush

#cas #sam #dreams

Hannah leaned against the wall. "Mind if I call shotgun?" Since you're carrying one? Feel free. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#morganville-vampires #shane-collins #free

Hannah: What's your plan? Claire: Go get him Hannah: Honey, that is not a plan. That's what we in the military call an objective. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#hannah #morganville-vampires #rachel-caine #military

She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here. And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #fact

Bran was stripping her futon down to the bare mattress when she entered her apartment. It was sort of like watching the president mowing the White House lawn or taking out the trash. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#cry-wolf #president