Jim Butcher Quotes

I'm not exactly a useless cream puff.

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...

You're a cop. I need a doughnut.

Time after time, history demonstrates that when people don't want to believe something, they have enormous skills of ignoring it altogether.

Pretty please. With sugar.

Fuck a Smurf and call him Gimpy, is that who I think it is?

Murphy, you rock! Go team Dresden!Hey, I'm the one who rocks... Go team Murphy.

Because nothing says flattery like a gun to the head.

Black Court vampires. I just shortened it some.Ebenezar tsked. Blampires. That's the problem with you young people. Shortening all the words.

If you go to your death rather than do everything you might to prevent what is happening, you are merely committing suicide and trying to make yourself feel better about it. That is the act of a cowar...

Same result, only I'd be steam-cooked instead of roasted.

We are as the dead, Sha said. Our purpose is to dedicate our lives to the service of our lord. And, when it is necessary, to surrender those lives. When we become what we are, we lose our lives - our...

It always shocked me how you could understand so many things and be such a complete idiot about so many others.

It isn't about being fair and equal. It's about the difference between right and wrong. He stared out at the bloody Elinarch. And this was wrong.

Rowl felt sure that Bridget's fragile feelings would be crushed if he denied her the pleasure of sharing her meat with him.

Harry, Bob drawled, his eye lights flickering smugly, what you know about women, I could juggle.

It is the only way, Vadderung said. If anyone managed to set free the things in the Well...Seems like it would be bad, I said.Not bad, Vadderung said. The end.Oh, I said. Good to know. The island didn...

Then I drew in a breath, and my renewed will with it, lifted the rod in my right hand, murmured a phrase in a language I didn’t know, and blew the tires off his fucking truck.

I hate dreams like this, I said. There’s no plot—just random weird things happening. I get enough of that when I’m awake.

The human mind is not a terribly logical or consistent place.