Quotes from Jim Butcher

Do you remember the hardest lesson of power?" "Knowing when not to use it?

There are no words. It was like The Lord of the Rings and All My Children made a baby with the Macho Man Randy Savage and a Whac-A-Mole machine.

Gandalf never had this kind of problem.

What was the point in all the fighting with gauntlets if they were only going to stop fighting the moment the outnumbered fools decided the fight was over? Rowl flicked his tail in exasperation. Humans.

This whole thing, I said is going to come down to guessing who isn't what they look like. Who is? Karrin asked, her hands moving surely over the weapon. Ever.

Speak only to those who listen. Anything else is a waste of breath. The answers to your questions were there, if you listened for them.

I remember very little of my father, but one thing I do remember is him telling me always to be polite. It costs you nothing but breath, and can buy you as much as your life.

You know, I believe it is possible to reference something other than Star Wars, boss." I narrowed my eyes in Muppetly wisdom. "That is why you fail.

It's easy to see what choices one should have made after it is too late to go back.

Just keep the shirt clean," Susan muttered. "No problem. I can wipe my fingers on the cummerbund." "I can't take you anywhere," Susan said.

There's more magic in a baby's first giggle than in any firestorm a wizard can conjure up, and don't let anyone tell you any different. Magic comes from what is inside you. It is a part of you. You can't weave together a spell that you don't believe in.

Susan smiled at me, giving Molly the Female Once-Over—a process by which one woman creates a detailed profile of another woman based upon about a million subtle details of clothing, jewelry, makeup, and body type, and then decides how much of a social threat she might be. Men have a parallel process, but it's binary: Does he have beer? If yes, will he share with me?

Suppose I tell you to fuck off. I will no longer be in a playful mood, it purred. I will come for you. I will kill your blood, your friends, your beasts. I will kill the flowers in your home and the trees in your tiny fields. I will visit such death upon whatever is yours that your very name will be remembered only in curses andtales of terror

It's only paranoia if I'm wrong. - Harry Dresden

For the good of the people, some must place themselves in harm's way. Some must pledge their courage and their lives to protect the community.

Of course cats [can see ghosts]. As far as I can tell, all cats. But they aren't terribly impressed with the fact that we're dead and still present.

It must be tempered with discipline. Ferocity is useless unless employed in the proper place . . .

I've had sex that didn't feel as good as Maeve's smile.

Felicia managed to stagger to her feet, open the front door, and limp haltingly to the white limousine idling on the snowy street outside the house. Murphy went to the window to watch Felicia get into the limo and depart. Yeah, I said, deadpan. The little blond woman has two of them.

His red hair was buzz cut, and he wore his ill-fitting suit like something that he planned to rip his way out of when he turned into the Hulk.

Good, because your mother says you're not getting out of helping in the kitchen just because you're a faerie princess now. She got you those long kitchen gloves so that you can still wash dishes.

There are a lot of ways to get ready for trouble. You get ready to fight. That's one of them. But it's even more important that you build something worth fighting for.

We're all imaginary friends to one another

I do business with many people over the course of centuries, and treachery is a bad long-term investment. It simply isn't good business.