Quotes from Jim Butcher

I shuddered and shoved the feeling away. No matter how strong the vision, how powerful the image gained with the Sight, the future was always mutable, always something that could be changed. No one had to die tonight. It didn't have to come to that, not for them and not for me.

The net result of it was that some streets were bright with the headlights of military trucks and patrolled by National Guardsmen, and some of them were as black and empty as a crooked politician's heart.

But what kind of wolfhound would I be if I listened to my inner Chihuahua?

She was more cute than pretty, and looked like someone's favorite aunt. Which seemed likely. She had a fairly large Irish Catholic family.

You know what, Harry, I don't think this is a garden at all! Genius.

There is more to the world than what a review board publishes about an officer or aeronaut, Miss Lancaster. Guard. Your. Tongue.

Now, courage ain't everything. But you build everything else on it.

Give me your gun," I said. "Why?" "So that the next time you start talking I can shoot your wise ass.

I think that you're dealing with a deity, or at least a demigod." "Jesus," I said. "No, this guy is Finnish, not Jewish," Bob said seriously.

I glanced at Mac as though to appeal for help. Mac ignored me. Mac doesn't take sides. Mac is wise.

Chocolate fends off all kinds of nasty stuff. And if you get hungry while warding off evil, you have a snack. It's multipurpose equipment.

Charity was like the MacGyver of the kitchen. She could whip up a five-course meal for twelve from an egg, two spaghetti noodles, some household chemicals, and a stick of chewing gum. Molly… Molly once burned my egg. My boiled egg. I don't know how.

When we get back, you and I are going to have a talk in which you lose your teeth," Antillus replied. "Because I'm going to knock them out of your head. With my fists." "I think we all understood what you meant at the end of your first sentence, dolt.

Who were those guys?" "I can't tell you that," I said. There was an empty second, and then Billy's voice turned cautious. "Why? Is it some kind of secret, need-to-know wizard thing?" "No. I just have no freaking clue who it was.

For all power there is a price.

technology was unfamiliar territory for me. See, those who wield the primordial forces of creation have a long-running grudge with physics.

Every faith has its ceremonies. And since it's made up of people, every faith also has its assholes.

It was more than that, too. There is a primal reassurance in being touched, in knowing that someone else, someone close to you, wants to be touching you. There is a bone-deep security that goes with the brush of a human hand, a silent, reflex-level affirmation that someone is near, that someone cares.

Stop where you are." He didn't. He took a step toward me. So I shot him.

Mort drove one of those little hybrid cars that, when not running on gasoline, was fueled by idealism.

Let's talk about it after we eat something. Everyone's angry when they're hungry. Makes for bad decisions.

I shook my head, bewildered. They say we wizards are subtle. But believe you me, we've got nothing, nothing at all, on women.

I think I need help, I heard myself whisper, voice little more than a rasp. I think I'm lost. There was not an instant's hesitation in his answer or in his deep, gentle voice. Come in, my friend said.

I've noticed that people got the most irrational whenever family was around—while simultaneously losing their ability to distinguish reason from insanity. I call it familial dementia.