“Hell's bells, Susan, you don't know what you've done. You've got to get out of here." She snorted. "Like hell." "I mean… — 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
“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
“For a second, I wanted very badly to know a spell that would let me melt through the floor in a quivering… — 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
“Tell me something important about her. People make fun of her?" "Some did," she said. "I never liked it, but..." "Crap." I… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Stop," Kincaid said in a calm voice. "Unclench." "Unclench what?" Murphy demanded. "Unclench your ass." " Excuse me?" "You're going to trip… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Home is where, when you go there and tell people to get out, they have to leave.” — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Back to my apartment? The FBI is there just waiting to slap handcuffs on me." "Well then I guess you shouldn't have… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“His red hair was buzz cut, and he wore his ill-fitting suit like something that he planned to rip his way out… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“She frowned at me. "You need some rest. You look like hell. And you're obviously tired enough to have gotten the giggles."… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“You about done?” I asked him. “I need the table.” “What is it with you people?” Butters groused. “For God’s sake, these… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“If you turn into a hideous monster and I am sent to slay you, I will remember this and make it as… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“She gave me a hard look. "No one likes a wiseass, Harry." "Are you kidding? As long as the wiseass is talking… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“I clenched my jaw as hard as I could. It wasn't much of a stretch to keep pretending to be angry, but… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Beside me, Molly rolled her shoulders in a few jerky motions and pushed at her hair in fitful little gestures. She tugged… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“I'm trying to be diplomatic. The wisdom of my ass is well-known. If I didn't lip off to them, after shooting my… — 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
