Jim Butcher Quotes

Oh, the girl said, shaking her head. Don't be so simple. People adore monsters. They fill their songs and stories with them. They define themselves in relation to them. You know what a monster is, you...

In Chicago, you can’t swing a cat without hitting an Irish pub (and angering the cat), but McAnally’s place stands out from the crowd.

There are thousands of names for them, in every culture—mana, psychic energy, totem, juju, chi, bioethereal power, the Force, the soul. It’s an incredibly complex system of interweaving energy that in...

I just stood there staring, because while I've seen a lot of weird things, I hadn't ever seen that.

Isana felt her throat tighten. We failed. Serai lifted her chin and patted Isana's arm firmly.We have not yet succeeded. There is a difference.

I nodded and sipped my own. Wow. Mac’s beer is an excellent argument that there is a God, and that furthermore, He wants us to be happy.

I used to think I loved it. But now I realize that it’s just dependency.

He had no frame of reference, and couldn’t read—most faeries were studiously averse to print.

I didn't know this before, but as it turns out, Tyrannosaurs can really haul ass.

I'd made the vampire cry. Great. I felt like a real superhero. Harry Dresden, breaker of monsters' hearts.

Polka will never die! Butters screamed. I can’t believe I’m hearing this, Thomas muttered.

I'm brilliant as well as skilled, he said modestly. It's a great burden, all of that on top of my angelic good looks. But I try to soldier on as best I can.

It bothered me that he was right. Without Sir Stuart's intervention, I'd have been dead again already.That's right--you heard me: dead again already.I mean, come on. How screwed up is your life (after...

Love will be the downfall of God himself.

That woman, Grimm said quietly, drives me quite insane.Kettle grunted. Why'd you marry her, then?

I held my hand up, frowning. Wait a minute. Where did you say this thing was stolen from?The Cathedral of Saint John the Baptist. Father Vincent said.In Northern Italy. I said.He nodded.In Turin, to b...

You know how to use magic? I asked. I prefer calculus.

If I was on the road to Hell, at least I was going in style.

What did the heroines in dramas and books do in such circumstances?Frequently, it seemed, they would use their feminine wiles upon their male captors, promising them amorous attention and then turning...

See? This is why I'm not religious. I couldn't possibly keep my mouth shut long enough to get along with everyone else.