Top 291 Percy Weasley Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

"Percy, you're a brave guy," She said. "Just take the compliment. I swear, is it so hard?"

Percy looked at his friends. “I’m getting tired of this guy’s shirt.

You, sir, are a ray of sunshine. -Percy Jackson

I wrote for 10 years before I even started the 'Percy Jackson' series.

It almost made me long for the flying pig. --Percy

And you, Percy, are my favorite son.

Percy is the most powerful demigod I've ever met. No offense to you guys but it's true.

Go Chase A Donut. -Percy Jackson.

his hair was permed and gelled like a New Jersey girl's on homecoming night. Percy Jackson

Great," Percy said. "Seven of us against Hercules." "And a satyr!" Hedge added. "We can take him.

Never seen Jason fly before," Percy grumbled. "He looks like a blond Superman

See you on the other side. -Percy Jackson

Bessie?” I looked down at the bull serpent. “But… he’s too cute. He couldn’t destroy the world.” -Percy Jackson

Please, Percy...change your clothes. You smell like you've been run over by an electric horse.

Forget the chicken-nugget smoke screen. Percy wanted Leo to invent an anti-dream hat.

Percy scowled. "I-I know you." Nico raised his eyebrows. "Do you?

Which reminded me...I still owed the gods a debt. "You're a genius," I (Percy) told Annabeth.

Ginny Weasley, who sat next to Colin Creevey in Charms, was distraught, but Harry felt that Fred and George were going the wrong way about cheering her up. They were taking turns covering themselves with fur or boils and jumping out at her from behind statues.

So why are we practicing this, anyway?" Percy asked. "Do you guys spend a lot of time laying siege to fortified cities?

Great,” Percy said. “I always wanted to be glue.

Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.

Hey, look — Harry’s got a Weasley sweater, too!” Fred and George were wearing blue sweaters, one with a large yellow F on it, the other a G. “Harry’s is better than ours, though,” said Fred, holding up Harry’s sweater. “She obviously makes more of an effort if you’re not family.

Percy yelled. "What's going- Gah! Shrimpzilla!

Percy smiled at her - that sarcastic troublemaker smile that had annoyed her for years but eventually had become endearing. His sea-green eyes were as gorgeous as she remembered. His dark hair was swept to one side, like he'd just come from a walk on the beach. He looked even better than he had six months ago - tanner and taller, leaner and more muscular. Percy threw his arms around her. They kissed and for a moment nothing else mattered. An asteroid could have hit the planet and wiped out all life, and Annabeth wouldn't have cared.

It was a crazy idea. But, as usual, that’s all Percy had.

Percy was not feeling the love.

Percy wouldn't notice a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing one of Dobby's hats.

[about his dress robes...] I’m never wearing them," Ron was saying stubbornly. "Never." "Fine," snapped Mrs. Weasley. "Go naked. And, Harry, make sure you get a picture of him. Goodness knows I could do with a laugh.

Fess up, 'Hunger Games' fans: Does anyone care about Peeta or find him attractive? He's the Ron Weasley of the series: he gets points for callow valor and sympathy for his run of bad luck, but he remains a pasty, earnest bore.

I think I was always realistic - well, not the Percy thing, that was ridiculous - but I never dreamed of being a racing car driver or anything.

Life, love, boys—it was all about balance. ~Anna Percy

The Feast of Fortuna had nothing to do with tuna, which was fine with Percy.

Imagine jumping into a pit of boiling acid. Now multiply that pain times fifty." -Percy

Silence fell between the four of them as they looked up at the sky. There was no sign of movement, the stars stared back, unblinking, indifferent, unobscured by flying friends. Where was Ron? Where were Fred and Mr Weasley? Where were Bill, Fleur, Tonks, Mad Eye, Mundungus?

I had a crush on Percy," Nico spat. "That's the truth. That's the big secret.

I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.

Vitellius would've given Percy an hour-long lecture on the subject, probably with a PowerPoint presentation.

"Yeah, flattering." Percy raised Riptide. "But actually I'm the son of Poseidon. I'm from Camp Half-Blood."

For a moment, Percy actually remembered what it was like to be happy. He had an amazing girlfriend. They could have a future together.

Behold!" Percy shouted. "The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!

The world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms? Harry's mind was in freefall, spinning out of control, unable to grasp the impossiblity, because Fred Weasley could not be dead, the evidence of all his senses must be lying -

I had nightmares about what Poseidon might turn me into if I were on the verge of death-plankton maybe." -Percy Jackson

You think it's okay that we're eating Rudolph?" "Dude," Percy said, "I could eat Prancer and Blitzen, too. I'm HUNGRY.

You're a stalker with hooves." -Percy Jackson

Percy frowned "You have a feast for tuna?

I don't feel that way anymore," Nico muttered. "I mean... I gave up on Percy. I was young and impressionable, and I- I don't..." His voice cracked, and Jason could tell the guy was about to get teary-eyed. Whether Nico had really given up on Percy or not, Jason couldn't imagine what it had been like for Nico all those years, keeping a secret that would've been unthinkable to share in the 1940s, denying who he was, feeling completely alone- even more isolated than other demigods. "Nico," he said gently, "I've seen a lot of brave things. But what you did? That was maybe the bravest.

What? You run? Coward! Stand still and die!” Percy had no intention of doing that.

You both passed out,” Percy said. “I don’t know why, but Ella told me not to worry about it. She said you were…sharing?” “Sharing,” Ella agreed. She crouched in the stern, preening her wing feathers with her teeth, which didn’t look like a very effective form of personal hygiene. She spit out some red fluff. “Sharing is good. No more blackouts. Biggest American blackout, August 14, 2003. Hazel shared. No more blackouts.” Percy scratched his head. “Yeah…we’ve been having conversations like that all night. I still don’t know what she’s talking about.

I was lucky because when I'd done 'Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Lightning Thief,' I had to have extensive weapons training.

The sweetness of dogs (fifteen) What do you say, Percy? I am thinking of sitting out on the sand to watch the moon rise. Full tonight. So we go and the moon rises, so beautiful it makes me shudder, makes me think about time and space, makes me take measure of myself: one iota pondering heaven. Thus we sit, I thinking how grateful I am for the moon’s perfect beauty and also, oh! How rich it is to love the world. Percy, meanwhile, leans against me and gazes up into my face. As though I were his perfect moon.

You mean a bad heel?" I said. "Couldn't I just, like, wear something besides sandals? No offense." -Percy

Hercules,huh? Percy frowned. "That guy was like the Starbucks of Ancient Greece. Everywhere you turn--there he is.

Um, dad?" I called "How's it going?" "Percy!" Annabeth whispered. "We're in a hurry!

I have some extra costumes-" "No!" Ephialtes snapped, and for once Percy was in agreement.

What did he say?" Hazel asked. "With the cussing removed? He said he can get us to the top," Percy replied.

Promise me you’ll look after yourself … stay out of trouble …’ ‘I always do, Mrs Weasley,’ said Harry. ‘I like a quiet life, you know me.

Oh, by the way…” Jason glanced at Percy. “I resigned my office, gave Frank a field promotion to praetor. Unless you want to contest that ruling.” Percy grinned. “No argument here.” “Praetor?” Hazel stared at Frank. He shrugged uncomfortably. “Well… yeah. I know it seems weird.” She tried to throw her arms around him, then winced as she remembered her busted ribs. She settled for kissing him. “It seems perfect.” Leo clapped Frank on the shoulder. “Way to go, Zhang. Now you can order Octavian to fall on his sword.

Just like everyone else, I was a big fan of Paul Bearer and Percy Pringle and all of the other names that he went by.

I think Percy Harvin is as good an athlete that's played football. Ever.

It was one of those and so they died/the end stories, that made us demigods feels all warm and fuzzy inside.-Percy