Quotes About Harry

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Harry, that's not a plan, it's a Looney Tune.

Dresden," she said, "I cannot stress to you enough how vital it is that we avoid general hostilities, even with a relatively small power." Translation: Don't start another war, Harry. "But," she continued, "we can afford to lose the paths through Winter even less." Translation: Unless you really have to.

Harry Dresden, Winter Knight, Targets Slain, No Barbecues, Waterslides, or Fireworks Displays.

Harry Dresden Taxidermy. If you snuff it, we'll stuff it.

Harry waxes poetic about magic. He'll go on and on about how it comes from your feelings, and how it's a deep statement about the nature of your soul, and then he'll whip out some kind of half-divine, half-insane philosophy he's cobbled together from the words of saints and comic books about the importance of handling power responsibly.

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.

Harry Bob muttered at me, Stop trying to piss it off!

Padawan," I said, "I'm doubling your pay." "You don't pay me, Harry." "Tripling it, then.

Holy shit," I breathed. "Hellhounds." "Harry," Michael said sternly. "You know I hate it when you swear." "You're right. Sorry. Holy shit," I breathed, "heckhounds

Yer a wizard, Harry

Paranoia is a survival trait when you run in my circles. It gives you something to do in your spare time, coming up with solutions to ridiculous problems that aren't ever going to happen. Except when one of them does, at which point you feel way too vindicated. - Harry Dresden, Changes

As the spiritual coordinator for this part of Tacoma, Celeste Chapeaux had been assigned to oversee Harry.

Shades of Harry the deserter, I thought furiously. What in God's name is the British army coming to? Glorious traditions, my aunt Fanny.

The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?' Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.

Twitchy little ferret, aren't you, Malfoy?

Oh, it can't be a reference to the fact Harry's a great Seeker, that's way too obvious. There must be a secret message from Dumbledore hidden in the icing!

For future reference, Harry, it is raspberry...although of course, if I were a Death Eater, I would have been sure to research my own jam preferences before impersonating myself.

Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge.

The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.

Finally, the truth. Lying with his face pressed into the dusty carpet of the office where he had once thought he was learning the secrets of victory, Harry understood at last that he was not supposed to survive.

Harry and Hermione are very platonic friends. But I won't answer for anyone else, nudge-nudge wink-wink!

him betting. Taff and the others could hardly be persuaded not to accept such easy pickings, which left the source of the cash, Harry Gilbert himself. Precisely what, I wondered

McGlade is a bit, um, abrasive," Jack said. "If he says something rude, you have to promise not to kill him." I smiled. Jack didn't. "I'm serious. Promise me." "I promise. I don't kill people just because they're rude." "Yeah, well, that's because you haven't met Harry yet." She