Quotes from Jim Butcher

They ambushed us." "But . . ." Bridget said. "Gwen . . . the fight started when you [shot] into that officer's face." "It is hardly my fault if they did not ambush us more effectively than they did

Exercise is good for the body, but music is good for the soul." "Not the way I play it

The plan is insane," Ehren said. "You are insane." He looked around the inside of the tent. "I'll need some pants.

as if that entire circle, that entire . . . pizza of tiny fae, was deliberately, precisely centered.

Post-traumatic stress disorder from life-threatening injuries

Sometimes it's a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.

It's only cheating if he gets caught.

Bernard nodded. Then he put his hand on the ground, and Amara felt a faint tremor in the earth beneath their feet as he called upon his earth fury, Brutus, to create a hiding place. A few seconds later, the ground under them simply began to flow away, a slithery sensation in the soles of her feet, and they sank downward

Bob was a spirit being, a spirit of intellect from one of the more surreal corners of the Nevernever. He wasn't evil as much as he was magnificently innocent of any kind of morality

You have a plan," she stated. "I have a plan." "What's the plan, Harry?" I told her. She looked at me for a second and then said, "You're crazy." "Be positive, Murph. You call it crazy. I call it unpredictable." She pursed her lips thoughtfully for a second and then said, "I can't go any higher than insane.

Shut up, Harry." "Okay," I said. And I did. For hours. It was glorious.

Everyone begs everyone's pardon, but I've never seen a pardon. Is it near the spleen?" Bridget blinked, then gave her head a little shake to keep the odd thought from crawling into her ear.

And I . . . I used the knife. I saved a child. I won a war. God forgive me.

No. We want to be in defilade. What you want to happen to them is to put them in enfilade.

Butters, I said, Don't give me statistics on heart failure. Fear is a part of life. It's a warning mechanism. That's all. It tells you when there's danger around. Its job is to help you survive. Not cripple you into being unable to do it.

I know how you feel," I said. "You run into something you totally don't get, and it's scary as hell. But once you learn something about it, it gets easier to handle. Knowledge counters fear. It always has.

Sit down," she said

He wondered idly, as he flew onward, pursuing the distant form of the Queen, if he could somehow watercraft the portion of his brain that had advised this idiotic course of action. Clearly, it was defective.

He's Black Council," I said. "Or maybe stupid," Ebenezar countered. I thought about it. "Not sure which is scarier." Ebenezar blinked at me, then snorted. "Stupid, Hoss. Every time. Only so many blackhearted villains in the world, and they only get uppity on occasion. Stupid's everywhere, every day.

Maggie's limp, warm little body was emitting a barrage of some kind of subatomic particle that was making me drowsy. Probably sleepeons. Mouse snored a little, generating his own sleepeon field.

Some free advice for you: Never fight an old man. They've been there, done that, written the book, made and starred in the movie, designed the T-shirt, and they've got no ego at all about how the fight gets won. And never fight family. They know you too well.

Moving before I think is my specialty," I said.

He sauntered over to me and rammed one shoulder playfully against my knee. I wavered, recovered my balance, and unlocked the door. Mister, as was his just due, entered before I did.