Life is only precious because it ends, kid. Take it from a god. You mortals don't know how lucky you are

You do the easy thing, the appealing thing, the peaceful thing, mostly it turns out sour in the end. But if you take the hard path–ah, that's how you reap the sweet rewards. Duty. Sacrifice. They mean something.

If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.

Go on with what your heart tells you, or you will lose all.

Two hundred Romans, and no one’s got a pen? Never mind!"

He slung his M16 onto his back and pulled out a hand grenade. There were many screaming Romans. Then the hand grenade morphed into a ballpoint pen, and Mars began to write.

Frank looked at Percy with wide eyes. He mouthed: Can your sword do grenade form?

Percy mouthed back, No. Shut up.

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