Rick Riordan’s “The Red Pyramid” Quotes (50 Quotes)

I headed towards the mountain, which was an almost irresistible beacon to my storm self. It glowed with heat, pressure, and turbulence-everything a little dust devil like me could want.

A giant vulture with a girl hanging from its feet tends to attract attention.

Keep a demon busy, I thought. Right. Maybe he fancies a game of Tiddlywinks.

Fairness means everyone gets what they need. And the only way to get what you need is to make it happen yourself.

To all my librarian friends, champions of books, true magicians in the House of Life. Without you, this writer would be lost in the Dust.

I just love family meetings. Very cozy, with the Christmas garlands round the fireplace and a nice pot of tea and a detective from Scotland Yard ready to arrest you.

A long white ribbon shot out of the crack in the wall. The ribbon just kept coming, weaving itself into some kind of shape next to Anubis, and my first thought was, My god, he's got a magic roll of toilet paper.

Khufu carefully picked out everything that ended with-o-Doritos, Oreos, and some chunks of meat. Buffalo? Armadillo? I was scared to even ask.

Gods have great power, but only humans have creativity, the power to change history.

We passed hieroglyphic scrolls, gold jewelry, sarcophagi, statues of pharaohs, and huge chunks of limestone. Why would someone display a rock? Aren't there enough of those in the world?

I looked back, but Bast and Sadie seemed fine. They were still staring at the water as if it were some amazing Internet video.

After my bad experience as a kite, I simply refused to go about as a glowing Sadie-headed chicken. That's fine for Carter, but I have standards.

Lookin up at the huge baboons, I wondered if Khufu had some sort of secret baboon code that would get us in. But instead he barked at the statues and cowered heroically behind my legs.

His lion and hippo legs twitched. I wondered if netherworld monsters dreamed of chasing rabbits.

What was I up to, you may ask? I certainly didn't want to meet Monsieur Evil again or creepy old Lord Salamander.

I must admit I'm impressed, Sadie. You controlled your magic and controlled Isis. And you, Carter, did well turning into a lizard.

Apparently, word of the chicken man incident hadn't spread quite yet.

Lovely. Imprisoned in a nursery school dungeon.

Honestly, I thought I was going to be a kite forever, suffocating inside a little feathery prison. And he had the nerve to make fun!

Who are you and why are you my cat?

I racked my brain trying to remember the names of all of Nut's five children. Bit difficult without my brother, the human Wikipedia, around to keep track of such trivia for me.

As a magician, you must think about chaos and order. Those are the two forces that control the universe.

Mark my words, nothing smells worse than burned scorpion.

I can't believe Sadie's going to let me have the last word. Our experience together must've really taught her something. Ow, she just hit me. Never mind.

You are one freaking awesome baboon.

I suppose with so many things suddenly getting better, the things that were still missing hurt even worse.

Back up shall we? When my brother, the crazy chicken warrior, turned into a falcon and went up the pyramid's chimney with his new friend, the fruit bat, he left me playing nurse to two very wounded people-which I didn't appreciate, and which I wasn't particularly good at.

Me? I slept like the dead, which I hoped wasn't a sign of things to come.

I didn't know baboons could drive recreational vehicles, but Khufu did okay. When I woke up around dawn, he was navigating through the early morning rush hour in Houston, baring his fangs and barking a lot, and none of the other drivers seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary.

You see gods have great power, but only humans have creativity, the power to change history rather than simply repeat it.