Quotes from Jim Butcher

I wonder what it says about me that pizza has been one of the better long-term investments in my career.

I'm sure the world would come to an end if I were allowed to feel a sense of relief and well-being for any length of time.

But just because you're paranoid doesn't mean that there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face.

Andi's eyes widened. Bob. . .is it really him? Yes, but he works for the bad guys now, Bob said. It's probably safest to shoot him.

A stuffed animal, man!" I roared at him. "Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!

Every relationship ended. Sometimes it ended voluntarily with a break-up or an affair. Sometimes it ended with death. Only the lucky ones died together. Everyone else had to suffer through being a survivor. And she hated that term most of all.

Anger is my hiding place from fear, my shield and my sword against it. I

Somewhere along the way, their passion had become bottled anger. The anger had fermented into bitter hatred. Then the hatred had fed upon itself, gnawing away at them over years, even decades, until only a shell of cold iron and colder hate remained.

Bigots see something they expect and then they stop thinking about what is in front of them

for you?" "A relic," he said. "A what?" "An artifact, Mister Dresden. An antique possessed by the Church for several centuries."

I simply described him in accurate terms. If he finds himself insulted by the truth, it's hardly my concern." A

What matters is the success or failure of your will. Your will to overcome human weakness. Your will to work. To learn. I will have no shirkers here, boy.

We find Maggie," I said. "We take her back. And we kill anyone who gets in the way." Susan

Bikers don't wear all that leather around simply for the fashion value or possible felony assaults. It's handy for keeping the highway from ripping the skin from your flesh should you wind up losing control of the bike and sliding along the asphalt for a while.

I did tell you, I said. I told you at Mac's that I'd give you a ride home, but I had to run an errand first. Thomas scowled. An *errand* is getting a tank of gas or picking up a carton of milk or something. It is *not* getting chased by flying purple pyromaniac gorillas hurling incendiary poo.

But a century from now, your mortal associates will be rotting in the earth, whereas, barring amputation or radical shifts in fashion, you will still be putting your pants on one leg at a time.

It is going to work," I told her, keeping my tone confident. "We'll breeze right in. The Rack will be with us." Justine glanced at me with an arched eyebrow. "The Rack?" "The Rack is more than just boobs, Justine," I told her soberly. "It's an energy field created by all living boobs. It surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the galaxy together.

They say screwy things, make odd choices which, in retrospect, they feel amazingly foolish for making.

The Fomor had released the freaking kraken.

I scowled at him. "Not every good thing that happens is divine intervention, Michael." "True," Michael said, "but I prefer to give Him the credit unless I have a good reason to believe otherwise. It seems more polite than the other way around.

Magic came from life itself, from the interaction of nature and the elements, from the energy of all living beings, and especially of people.

are dangerous. Wills are dangerous. You are heavily armed with both." Tavi

Life is unfair, uncaring, and painful

If you go to your death rather than do everything you might to prevent what is happening, you are merely committing suicide and trying to make yourself feel better about it. That is the act of a coward.