Best 101 of Magnus chase quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I didn’t learn a thing,” I promised Alex. “You are still a mystery wrapped in a question mark wrapped in flannel.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

Is there anything more embarrassing than sailing into battle with half-finished figureheads? -Loki

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I held out the rune for Hearthstone. ‘I know what it feels like to be an empty cup, to have everything taken away from you. But you’re not alone. However much magic you need to use, it’s okay. We’ve got you. We’re your family.’ Hearth’s eyes rimmed with green water. He signed to us, and this time I think he actually meant

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Sam chuckled. “She probably won’t be too mad. Go. Get it over with.” Easy for Sam to say. She knew exactly where she stood in her relationship with Amir. She was happily engaged and never had to worry about secret kisses under blankets because she was a good Muslim girl and would never do such a thing. I, alas, was not a good Muslim girl.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

As our ship tumbled, free-falling through the eye of a saltwater cyclone, the nine giant maidens spiraled around us, weaving in and out of the tempest so they appeared to drown over and over again. Their faces contorted in anger and glee. Their long hair lashed us with icy spray. Each time they emerged, they wailed and shrieked, but it wasn’t just random noise. Their screams had a tonal quality, like a chorus of whale songs played through heavy feedback. I even caught snippets of lyrics: boiling mead...wave daughters...death for you! It reminded me of the first time Halfborn Gunderson played Norwegian black metal for me. After a few bars, it dawned on me...Oh, wait. That’s supposed to be music!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

From the hood of his car, he hefted a large green insulated pack—the kind Fadlan’s Falafel used for deliveries. “This is for you, Magnus. I hope you enjoy.” The scent of fresh falafel wafted out. True, I’d eaten falafel just a few hours ago, but my stomach growled because...well, more falafel. “Man, you’re the best.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

He emphasized the word toes, stretching out his feet a little more. This was now officially getting weird. Jack's voice buzzed in my head more forcefully. Compliment. His. Feet. "You have beautiful feet, Grand- er, Njord." The god beamed. "Oh, these old things? Well, you're kind. Did you know I once won a beauty contest with my feet? The prize was my wife!" I glanced at Blitz and Hearth, to see if I was imagining this entire conversation.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

So can I ask…?” I waved my hands vaguely. I didn’t have the words. “How it does work?” She smirked. “As long as you don’t ask me to represent every gender-fluid person for you, okay? I’m not an ambassador. I’m not a teacher or a poster child. I’m just”—she mimicked my hand-waving—“me. Trying to be me as best I can.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I flipped him a gesture that he wouldn't need sign language to understand.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

In case you're wondering, Old York looks absolutely nothing like New York. It looks older. Magnus Chase, master of description. You're welcome.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

Back when I was a regular mortal kid, I didn’t know much about combat. I had some murky ideas that armies would line up, blow trumpets, and then march forward to kill one another in an orderly fashion. If I thought about Viking combat at all, I would envision some dude yelling SHIELD WALL! and a bunch of hairy blond guys calmly forming ranks and merging their shields into some cool geometric pattern like a polyhedron or a Power Ranger Megazord. Actual battle was nothing like that. At least, not any version I’d ever been in. It was more like a cross between interpretive dance, lucha libre wrestling, and a daytime talk show fight.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

THAT AWKWARD moment when you lock eyes with two friends hanging in cages in a giant’s kitchen. And one of them recognizes you and begins to shout your name, but you do not want your name shouted. Blitzen staggered to his feet, gripped the bars of his cage, and yelled, “MAG—” “—NIFICENT!” I bellowed over him. “What beautiful specimens!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

Hearthstone snapped his fingers for attention. I'm glad too, he signed. He patted the bag of runes at his belt. Stupid cages were magic-proof. Blitzen was crying a lot. "I was not," Blitzen protested, signing along. "You were." I was not, Hearthstone said. You were. At that point, the ASL conversation deteriorated into the two of them poking each other in the chest.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Sam and Alex scurried out of the kitchen. I hoped they were going to formulate a cunning plan to get us all out of Aegir's hall alive. If Sam was really just going to pray .. well, I wondered if she'd ever tried to say a Muslim prayer in the home of a Norse god (sorry, jotun diety) before. I was afraid the entire place might collapse from religious paradox.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Rick Riordan

We Almost Become a Norwegian Tourist Attraction

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Somewhere off to my left, a little voice chirped: The redhead is smart. We can help. In a nearby tree sat a murder of crows. (That's what you call a group of them. You learn useless facts like that in Valhalla.) "Uh, guys," I told my friends, "those crows claim they can help." Claim? squawked another crow. You don't trust us? Send your two friends back to the ship with the mead. We'll give you a hand here. All we ask for in return is something shiny. Anything will do. I related this to my friends. I looked at the crows. "Okay, guys, what's the plan?" Plan? cawed the nearest crow. We just said we'd help. We don't have a plan, per se. Stupid misleading crows. Also, what kind of bird uses the term per se? Since I didn't have time to murder the entire murder, I contemplated my limited options.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Rick Riordan

We einherjar know we are destined to die. The world will end. The big picture cannot be changed. But in the meantime, as Loki once said, we can choose to alter the details. That's how we take control of our destiny. Sometimes even Loki can be right.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Sam and I couldn’t have done it,” I admitted. “You’re the doer, just like Frigg said.” Jack floated over, his blade shuddering and warbling like a hand saw. “Frigg? Oh, man, I don’t like Frigg. She’s too quiet. Too devious. Too—” “She’s my ma,” Mallory grumbled. “Oh, that Frigg!” Jack said. “Yeah, she’s great.” “I hate her,” Mallory said. “Gods, me too!” Jack commiserated.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Rick Riordan

T.J. rushed past me, heading for the prow, and nearly impaled me with his bayonet. “Magnus, hold that line!” he yelled, waving at pretty much every rope on the ship. I grabbed the nearest bit of rigging and pulled as hard as I could, hoping I had the right line, or hoping I at least looked helpful while doing the wrong thing.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

Alex hopped onto the four-poster bed. He bounced up and down, grinning as the springs squeaked. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Making noise." He leaned over and rifled through Randolph's nightstand drawer. "Let's see. Cough drops. Paper clips. Some wadded-up Kleenex that I am not going to touch. And ..." He whistled. "Medication for bowel discomfort! Magnus, all this bounty belongs to you!" "You're a strange person." "I prefer the term fabulously weird.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

the giants let loose a deafening cheer. “Kill the humans!” “Shut it!” Thrynga yelled. “We have humans with us!” The giants murmured. Someone in the back said, “Present company excepted.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Rick Riordan

The thing about gods is, you can’t really slap them when they’re acting stupid. They’ll just slap you back and kill you.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I don’t mean to be rude,” I said to Aegir, “but is your chef on fire?” “Oh, Eldir has been like that for centuries. Ever since my other servant, Fimafeng, got killed by Loki, which left Eldir with twice as much work and made him burning mad!

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

AWWW, YOU two are so cute together it makes me sick. So I’m going back to my own room.” I’m not sure Mallory and Halfborn even heard me when I left, they were lip-locking so hard. Seeing them like that almost made me miss Magnus. Almost.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Suttung howled. His axe slipped from his hands, the heavy blade impaling itself in the skull of its owner. And that, kids, is why you should never use a battleaxe without wearing your safety helmet.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Rick Riordan

You can't hold on to hate forever. It won't do a thing to the person you hate, but it'll poison you, sure enough.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

Besides, killing a ring dragon is a very personal thing. You would have to wield me yourself. An act like that affects your wyrd.” I frowned. “You mean it affects you weirdly?” “No. Your wyrd.” “You’re weird,” I muttered. “He means fate,” Blitzen put in, signing as he spoke for Hearth’s benefit.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

That set my ears buzzing. Why did Annabeth sound like she'd been crying?" "You okay, cuz?" She paused for a long time. "I will be. We... we got some bad news when we got out here.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I stared at him in amazement. "You faced down a dragon. You made him back off." Blitzen shrugged. "I don't like bullies." He pointed at my legs. "We might need to get you some new clothes, kid. Dark khakis would go with that shirt. Or grey denim." I understood why he wanted to change the subject. He didn't want to talk about how brave he'd been. He didn't see his actions as praiseworthy. It was simply a fact; you didn't mess with Blitzen's bestie.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I held out the rune for Hearthstone. ‘I know what it feels like to be an empty cup, to have everything taken away from you. But you’re not alone. However much magic you need to use, it’s okay. We’ve got you. We’re your family.’ Hearth’s eyes rimmed with green water. He signed to us, and this time I think he actually meant 'I love you' and not 'the giantesses are drunk.' He took the rune and set it between the prongs of his new staff. The stone snapped into place the same way my pendant did on its chain. The symbol

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I saw my problem immediately. I should never have introduced Alex to Percy Jackson. She had learned way too much from his relentless training methods. Maybe Alex couldn't summon sea animals, but she could turn into them. That was just as bad.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

But one thing I'd learned from being a son of Frey -- I couldn't always fight my friends' battles. The best I could do was be there to heal their injuries.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Rick Riordan

Long story short: Alderman took the cursed ring. He put it on and turned even crazier and eviler, which I hadn’t thought possible. Personally, I liked my cursed rings to at least do something cool, like turn you invisible and let you see the Eye of Sauron. Andvari’s ring had no upside. It brought out the worst in you—greed, hate, jealousy. According to Hearth, it would eventually change you into a bona fide monster so your outside could be as repulsive as your inside.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I love you," Amir told her. Samirah stumbled backwards like she'd been hit in the face with a giant eagle egg. Alex propped her up. "I ... yes," Sam squeaked. "Also. Too." Amir nodded. He turned and got into his car. A moment later, his tail-lights disappeared down Flagship Way. Samirah smacked her own forehead. "Also? Too? I am such an idiot." Alex patted her arm. "I thought you were quite eloquent. Come on sister. Your neon-yellow warship awaits.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

From the hood of his car, he hefted a large green insulated pack - the kind Fadlan's Falafel used for deliveries. "This is for you, Magnus. I hope you enjoy." The scent of fresh falafel wafted out. True, I'd eaten falafel just a few hours ago, but my stomach growled because ... well, more falafel. "Man, you're the best. I can't believe - Wait. You're in the middle of a fast and you brought me food? That seems wrong." "Just because I'm fasting doesn't mean you can't enjoy." He clapped me on my shoulder. "You'll be in my prayers. All of you." I knew he was sincere. Me, I was an atheist. I only prayed sarcastically to my own father for a better colour of boat. Learning about the existence of Norse deities and the Nine Worlds had just made me more convinced that there was no grand divine plan. What kind of God would allow Zeus and Odin to run around the same cosmos, both claiming to be the king of creation, smiting mortals with lightning bolts and giving motivational seminars? Bur Amir was a man of faith. He and Samirah believed in something bigger, a cosmic force that actually cared about humans. I suppose it was kind of comforting to know Amir had my back in the prayer department, even if I doubted there was anybody at the end of that line. "Thanks, man." I shook his hand one last time.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

Amazingly, I felt like I had a plan. Not all the details. Not even most of the details. More like I’d been spun around blindfolded, then somebody had put a stick in my hand and faced me in the general direction of the piñata and said Start swinging. But it was better than nothing.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Rick Riordan

Where is the palace?” “Just over yonder.” Tiny waved to his left, causing a new low-pressure front. “Easy two-minute walk.” I tried to translate that from Giantese. I figured that meant the palace was about seven billion miles away.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Percy's ears turned as pink as Alex's jeans. "Anyway, maybe we've been looking at this all wrong. I've been tying to teach you sea skills. But the most important thing is to use whatever you've got to hand - your team, your wits, the enemy's own magical stuff." "And there's no way to plan for that," I said. "Exactly!" Percy said. "My work here is done!" Annabeth frowned. "Percy, you're saying the best plan is no plan. As a child of Athena, I can't really endorse that.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I stood up straight and announced in my deepest quest-accepting voice: " I will use the mead of Kevin!" Alex joined Samirah in the bury-your-face-in-your-hands club. Aegir narrowed his eyes. "You mean the Mead of Kvasir?" "Yes." I said. "That!

By Anonym 20 Sep

Rick Riordan

Wow," said Samirah as we approached the dock. "You're right, Alex. That ship is really yellow." I sighed. "Not you, too." Alex grinned. "I vote we name it the Big Banana. All in favour?" "Don't you dare," I said. "I love it," Mallory said, throwing Alex a mooring line. Keen and Gunderson had emerged from belowdecks in an apparent truce, though both sported fresh black eyes. "It's decided, then!" bellowed Halfborn. "The good ship Mikillgulr!" T.J. scratched his head. "There's an Old Norse term for big banana?" "Well, not exactly," Halfborn admitted. "The Vikings never sailed far enough south to discover bananas. But Mikillgulr means big yellow. That's close enough!" I looked skyward with a silent prayer: Frey, god of summer, Dad, thanks for the boat. But could I suggest that forest green is also a great summery colour, and please stop embarrassing me in front of my friends? Amen.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Rick Riordan

We watched Alex walking away. "What just happened?" I asked him. There are no words for it in sign language, he said.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

He turned to leave, then hesitated. "One more thing." He walked up to me. "I've also been thinking about your declaration of undying love or whatever." "I didn't - it wasn't -" He clamped his hands on the sides of my gooey face and kissed me. I had to wonder: was it possible to dissolve into chocolate on a molecular level and melt into a puddle on the carpet? Because that's how I felt. I'm pretty sure Valhalla had to resurrect me several times during the course of that kiss. Otherwise, I don't know how I was still in one piece when Alex finally pulled away. He studied me critically, his brown and amber eyes taking me in. He had a chocolate moustache and goatee now, and chocolate down the front of his sweater vest. I'll be honest. A small part of my brain thought, Alex is male right now. I have just been kissed by a dude. How do I feel about that? The rest of my brain answered: I have just been kissed by Alex Fierro. I am absolutely great with that. In fact, I might have done something typically embarrassing and stupid, like making the aforementioned declaration of undying love, but Alex spared me. "Eh." He shrugged. "I'll keep thinking about it. I'll get back to you. In the meantime, definitely take that shower." He left, whistling a tune that might have been a Frank Sinatra song from the elevator, "Fly Me to the Moon".

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I LIKE my rivers the way I like my enemies—slow, wide, and lazy. I rarely get what I like.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

Frey winced. "Hello, Sumarbrander. I didn't mean to ignore you." "Yeah, yeah. Well, Magnus here is going to get Bragi to write an epic poem about me!" "Frey raised an eyebrow. "You are?" "Uh -" "That's right!" Jack huffed. "Frey never got Bragi to write an epic poem about me! The only thing he ever gave me was a stupid Hallmark Sword's Day card." Added to my mental notes: there was such a thing as Sword's Day. I silently cursed the greeting-card industry.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Rick Riordan

Maybe it was just my imagination, but before Alex went down the ladder, she gave me a look like You okay? Or maybe she was just wondering why I was so weird, as per usual.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Pretty didn't do it justice. I felt like we'd sailed into a world meant for much larger beings, a place where gods and monsters roamed freely.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rick Riordan

Somebody sent those wolves to retrieve something—maybe the same something I’m looking for.” Alex considered. “You think Loki sent the wolves.” I shrugged. “Loki’s gonna Loki.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

Besides, killing a ring dragon is a very personal thing. You would have to weird me yourself. An act like that affects your ." I frowned. "You mean it affects you weirdly?" "No, Your ." "You're weird." I muttered. "He means fate," Blitzen put in, signing as he spoke for Hearth's benefit.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rick Riordan

Demikianlah memori manusia... kalian melupakan kebenaran dan meyakini apa saja yang dapat membuat kalian merasa lebih baik

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

I guess no true Bostonian would trust a place that was sunny and pleasant all the time. But a gritty, perpetually cold and gloomy neighborhood? Throw in a couple of Dunkin’ Donuts locations, and I’m right at home.