Here there be monster." Bob whispered, half hysterically. "Run! Run already! — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Harry," Bob drawled, his eye lights flickering smugly, "what you know about women, I could juggle. — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
No rest for the wicked, Bob, and that means that we can't slack off either, or they'll outwork us. — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
So?" Bob said. "Hat up, go kill her. Problem solved." "Bob," I said. "You can't just go around killing people." "I know.… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Bob wasn't precisely a friend to me but... I was used to him. In a way he was family, the mouthy, annoying,… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
My laboratory,' I said, experimentally, drawing out each syllable. 'Why is it that saying it like that always makes me want to… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Well. We’ll just have to hope that this wasn’t a loup-garou, I guess.” “If it was a louper, you’d know,” Bob said… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
There was a sound like a human yawn, and then the skull turned slightly toward me and asked, "What's up, boss?" "Evil's… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Tequila?" I asked him, skeptically. "Are you sure on that one? I thought the base for a love potion was supposed to… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Bob, would you be willing to take on Evil Bob?" Bob's eyes darted nervously. "I'd . . . prefer not to. I'd… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
As in 'The Three Billy Goats Gruff'?" The skull howled with laughter. "You just got your ass handed to you by a… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“It’s boring.” “Oh,” I said. I rubbed at my jaw. “You think I should have gone four-color?” Bob stared at me for… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
All right. Tell me what I'm looking at." From the improvised Rolling Stones T-shirt bag tied to my sash, Bob the Skull… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“You're supposed to be a spirit of intellect. I don't understand why you're obsessed with sex." Bob's voice got defensive. "It's an… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“I stared at MacFinn for a long moment. I believed that he was telling me the truth. That he didn’t have much control, if… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“So you really could die. Your godmother is right, you know. You are mad as a hatter. Nutty as a fruitcake.” “Crazy like a… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“I knew I didn't have much of a chance of getting away from that swarm of fae piranha, but it was an infinitely larger… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“I told you," Molly said, never looking toward me. "It's in the past. Leave it there." "You listening to my head, kiddo?" Her mouth… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Look,” I said. “Me and the island are . . . kind of partners.” “Oh, right,” Thomas said. He looked at Karrin and said, “Harry’s a geosexual.” — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“I swear , this stupid town. Why does every hideous supernatural thing that happens happen here ? I'm gone for a few months and… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Well. We’ll just have to hope that this wasn’t a loup-garou, I guess.” “If it was a louper, you’d know,” Bob said wisely. “In… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“I'm going to use them to track him down and thwart him." "Thwart?" Sarissa asked. "Thwart." I said. "To prevent someone from accomplishing something… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“But you can't go around changing your definition of right and wrong (or smart and stupid) just because doing the wrong thing happens to… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Not everyone can be equally right, Harry.” “But believe you me, everyone can be equally wrong,” I said.” — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
