Quotes from Jim Butcher

Finish that sentence, Raith, and we throw down," said Murphy in a calm, level voice.

Sometimes I forget how much I like riding the bike." "Most chicks do," I said. "Roar of the engine and so on." Murphy's blue eyes glittered with annoyance and anticipation. "Pig. You really enjoy dropping all women together in the same demographic, don't you?" "It's not my fault all women like motorcycles, Murph. They're basically huge vibrators. With wheels.

Kestus idly added theoretical torture to the theoretical murder, because done right, it might be funny.

I just put the Erlking on the bench and laid a beatdown on freaking Santa Claus!' I told them. 'So you tell me, who's next?

There's always a choice," I said. "That's the thing, man. There's always, always a choice. My options might really, truly suck, but that doesn't mean there isn't a choice.

I was scared. Not in that half-pleasant adrenaline-charged way, but quietly scared. Wait-on-the-results-of-medical-tests scared. It's a rational sort of fear that puts a lawn chair down in the front of your thoughts and brings a cooler of drinks along with it.

Abusers like to isolate their victims. People who feel that they are completely alone tend not to fight back.

of good confronting evil, of light overcoming darkness, of love transcending hate." He tilted his head. "Isn't that where all faith begins?

now, young man. That's no small thing

You saved us," she said. "Of course I did," Rowl responded. "I am without flaw.

Fear is a funny thing. In the right light, even tiny and insignificant fears can suddenly grow, swelling up to monstrous proportions.

I know I've screwed up," I said. "I'm going to have to live with that. But I don't want to lose you.

And as I looked at him, I suddenly felt, for the very first time in my life, utterly, entirely alone. That something was gone that would never return, that a little hole had been hollowed out inside of me that wasn't ever going to be filled again.

the blow made her see stars. There was no time for astronomy in ground fighting, she thought

How are you going to talk to someone who has no idea?" Grimm said, nodding. "How can you explain something you can't find words for? How can you get someone else to understand something for which they have no frame of reference?

What could I do? What do you do to make up for failing everyone in your life? How do you make it right? How do you apologize for hideous things you never intended to happen?

I might as well put on a red shirt and volunteer for the away team.

You go back," Jack said. "And you catch the scum who did you." "Back?" I said. "Back to …" "Earth, yeah," Jack said. "Chicago." He closed the folder and dropped it into his out-box. "You gotta find out who killed you." I arched an eyebrow at him. "You're kidding.

Summer and Winter, constantly chasing each other, wounding what the other heals and healing what the other wounds.

There is no spoon.

False gods!" she cried, her blue eyes blazing as she stared at the Red King and the Lords of Outer Night. "Pretenders! Usurpers of truth! Destroyers of faith, of families, of lives, of children! For your crimes against the Mayans, against the peoples of the world, now will you answer! Your time has come! Face judgment Almighty!

and to my dog, without whom I would not be reminded daily that I am essentially little more than a ridiculous human being who has somehow swindled somebody into paying me to write down conversations with my imaginary friends.

Tavi eventually came to the conclusion that he was sulking.

she focused on the work with the instant morning energy that can be possessed only by someone who has not yet discovered the immutable necessity of coffee.