The best thing about my faerie godmother is that the creepy just keeps on coming. — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
I'd been in hairier situations than this one. Actually, it's sort of depressing, thinking how many times I'd been in them. But… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Epic sex?" I sputtered. "By what standards, precisely, is sex judged to be epic?" "And tons and tons of mortal simps like… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
For the sake of one soul. For one loved one. For one life." I called power into my blasting rod, and its… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“They don't make morgues with windows. In fact, if the geography allows for it, they hardly ever make morgues above the ground.… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
He had hard, steady eyes, and all the comforting, reassuring charm of a dental drill. - Harry Dresden describing Morgan — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Michael half-smiled. “The Lord will never give you a burden bigger than your shoulders can bear, Harry. All we can do is… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
It would require a singularly stupid man to go hang around in narrow tunnels and cramped spaces alongside a threat like that.… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Hell’s bells. I don’t call him the Fist of God as a pet name, folks.” — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“It came charging toward me, several hundred pounds of angry-looking monster, and I did the only thing any reasonable wizard could have… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Paranoia is a survival trait when you run in my circles. It gives you something to do in your spare time, coming… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“But… all I said was that I was scared." After what you got to experience? That's smart, kid," I said. "I'm scared,… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
... They paid some madman who thought he was a decorator a lot of money to make the place look hip and… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“You can have everything in the world, but if you don't have love, none of it means crap," he said promptly. "Love… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Wizards and computers get along about as well as flamethrowers and libraries. — 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
“Faeries like pizza?" I asked. "Oh, Harry," Toot said breathlessly. "Haven't you ever had pizza before?" "Of course I have," I said.… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Son. Everyone dies alone. That's what it is. It's a door. It's one person wide. When you go through it, you do… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
