My father had died when I was young, before I learned that there was anything stronger than he was. I'd been operating without that kind of support for my whole life. Molly was only now realizing that...
My answer came out at once. For me, chivalry isn’t dead; it’s an involuntary reflex. It could have been any woman asking for help, and I’d have said the same thing. It might have taken me a second or...
Mort drove one of those little hybrid cars that, when not running on gasoline, was fueled by idealism. It was made out of crepe paper and duct tape and boasted a computer system that looked like it co...
Molly was committing dinner by that time, aided and abetted by Sanya, who seemed to take some kind of grim Russian delight in watching train wrecks in progress.
Molly was a big believer in shaping the future by way of carrying anything you might need in a backpack.
Mister Dresden is a diplomatically challenged individual. He should be in a shelter for the tactless.
Maybe my values are outdated, but I come from an old school of thought. I think that men ought to treat women like something other than just shorter, weaker men with breasts.
Mathematically, maybe, I said. But trust isn’t one of those things that lends itself well to math. Sure it does, Bob said. You trust somebody, they betray you, you get a negative value. You never trus...
MURPHY’S SATURN HAD gotten a little blown up a couple of years back,
Love you. That should have been simple enough to say. But the words stuck hard in my throat. I’d never said them to anyone I didn’t lose,
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.
Living was a dangerous past-time, and often quite painful—but there was also such joy in living, such beauty, things that one would otherwise never see, never experience, never know. The risk of pain...
Like I said, magic comes from life, and especially from emotions. They're a source of the same intangible energy that everyone can feel when an autumn moon rises and fills you with a sudden sense of b...
Life’s easier when you can write off others as monsters, as demons, as horrible threats that must be hated and feared. The thing is, you can’t do that without becoming them, just a little.
Life? I suggested. She shrugged. Desire. Loneliness. Joy. Pain. Life, I said.
Life is unfair, uncaring, and painful,
Life can be confusing. Good God, and how. Sometimes it seems like the older I get, the more confused I become. That seems ass-backwards. I thought I was supposed to be getting wiser. Instead, I just k...
Kincaid, evidently exhausted himself, drew a gun, took the safety off, placed it on his chest, and went to sleep too.It's cute, I whispered to Murphy. He has a teddy Glock.
Kincaid rounded the far corner. He was dressed in his customary black clothing again, fatigue pants, and a hunting jacket over body armor, and he had enough guns strapped to his body to outfit a terro...
Karrin smiled faintly and shook her head. He always said you knew ghosts. You're sure it was really him?Mort eyed her. Me and everyone else, yeah.Karrin scowled and stared into the middle distance.Mor...