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

Being turned into a lizard can really mess up your day.

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.

My name is Carter Kane. I'm fourteen and my home is a suitcase.

Carter Kane, 14, died tragically in Paris when he was eaten by his sister's cat Muffin.

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

My resolve, my anger, even my grief gave me confidence

Carter pulled out several lengths of brown twine, a small ebony cat statue, and a thick roll of paper. No, not paper. Papyrus. I remember Dad explaining how the Egyptians made it from a river plant because they never invented paper. The stuff was so thick and rough, it made me wonder if the poor Egyptians had had to use toilet papyrus. If so, no wonder they walked sideways.

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

My sister, with her ratty red-highlighted hair and her linen pajamas and her combat boots-how could she possibly worry about being possessed by a goddess? What goddess would want her, except the goddess of chewing gum?

Curled up at the base of the scales, fast asleep, was the oddest monster I'd seen yet. It had the head of crocodile with a lion's mane. The front half of its body was a lion, but the back end was sleek, brown, and fat - a hippo, I decided. The odd bit was, the animal was tiny - I mean, no larger than an average poodle, which I suppose made him a hippodoodle.

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.

Our baboon was going completely sky goddess - which is to say, nuts.

Egyptians believe in the power of the sunrise. They believe each morning begins not just a new day, but a new world.

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

Out my left, I saw baboon bum, out my right, my long-lost uncle Amos. Naturally, I decided to focus on the right.

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

I thought about all the things I was suddenly able to do-like fight with a sword and summon a magical shell of armor. Those were not things I covered in home school.

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.

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

I tried to think of something to say. Excuse me? Hello? Marry me? Anything would have done.

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?

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

I was a fight to the death, and I felt great.

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

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!

It's hard to look in charge when you're hunched over like Quasimodo.

Who are you and why are you my cat?

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.

Just my luck, on top of everything else I had to take baboon medicine.

You are one freaking awesome baboon.