#mark

Admittedly, I do have several bones, whole war fields full of bones, in fact to pick with organised religion of whatever stripe. This should be seen as a critique of purely temporal agencies who have, to my mind, erected more obstacles between whatever notion of spirituality and Godhead one subscribes to than they have opened doors. To me, the difference between Godhead and the Church is the difference between Elvis and Colonel Parker... although that conjures images of God dying on the toilet, which is not what I meant at all. ↗

— Alan Moore

#godhead #modernity-is-a-sickness #religion #secular-ethics #secularism

Had she any respect for him at all, his words would've affected her. But no value accompanies comments spewed from the mouth of a brute. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#comments #criticism #remarks #respect #richelle

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— E.A. Bucchianeri

#culture #culture-identity #culture-making #disclaimer #funny

[Piper] rushed to get dressed. By the time she got up on deck, the others had already gathered—all hastily dressed except for Coach Hedge, who had pulled the night watch. Frank’s Vancouver Winter Olympics shirt was inside out. Percy wore pajama pants and a bronze breastplate, which was an interesting fashion statement. Hazel’s hair was all blown to one side as though she’d walked through a cyclone; and Leo had accidentally set himself on fire. His T-shirt was in charred tatters. His arms were smoking. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#fashion #frank-zhang #hazel-levesque #leo-valdez #percy-jackson

Festus just detected a large group of eagles behind us—long-range radar, still not in sight.” Piper leaned over the console. “Are you sure they’re Roman?” Leo rolled his eyes. “No, Pipes. It could be a random group of giant eagles flying in perfect formation. Of course they’re Roman! ↗

— Rick Riordan

#leo-valdez #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians #piper-mclean #sarcasm #the-heroes-of-olympus

Until she met the exploding statue, Annabeth thought she was prepared for anything. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#the-mark-of-athena #heroes

You sneaked into my cabin?” Annabeth rolled her eyes. “Percy, you’ll be seventeen in two months. You can’t seriously be worried about getting in trouble with Coach Hedge.” “Uh, have you seen his baseball bat?” “Besides, Seaweed Brain, I just thought we could take a walk. We haven’t had any time to be together alone. I want to show you something—my favorite place aboard the ship.” Percy’s pulse was still in overdrive, but it wasn’t from fear of getting in trouble. “Can I, you know, brush my teeth first?” “You'd better,” Annabeth said. “Because I’m not kissing you until you do. And brush your hair while you’re at it. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#coach-hedge #heroes-of-olympus #humor #percy-jackson #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians

Gods of Olympus." Piper stared at Leo. "What happened to you?" His hair was greased back. He had welding goggles on his forehead, a lipstick mark on his cheek, tattoos all over his arms, and a T-shirt that read HOT STUFF, BAD BOY, and TEAM LEO. "Long story," he said. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#leo-valdez #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians #piper-mclean #the-mark-of-athena #heroes

I'm so glad you're here," Aphrodite said. "War is coming. Bloodshed is inevitable. So there's really only one thing to do." "Uh... and that is?" Annabeth ventured. "Why, have tea and chat, obviously ↗

— Rick Riordan

#aphrodite #the-mark-of-athena #heroes

Leo drummed his fingers. “Great. I should have installed a smoke screen that makes the ship smell like a giant chicken nugget. Remind me to invent that, next time.” Hazel frowned. “What is a chicken nugget?” “Oh, man…” Leo shook his head in amazement. “That's right. You’ve missed the last, like, seventy years. Well, my apprentice, a chicken nugget—” “Doesn’t matter,” Annabeth interrupted. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#chicken #hazel-levesque #heroes-of-olympus #leo-valdez #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians