Jim Butcher Quotes

I slip into the archaic at dramatically appropriate moments. So sue me.

A mangled corpse in the middle of a blood-drenched floor. Berserk FBI field agents drawing guns and shooting to kill. A little kung fu, a little John Wayne, and a few casual threats. So far, I thought...

We had reached the doors to my suite, which still felt awkward to say, even in my own head. My suite. Guys like me don't have suites. We have lairs.

He fell into step beside me and we both got into the — he got in the red door. I got in the white one, and we peered out over the grey hood[...]

Hell’s bells. I don’t call him the Fist of God as a pet name, folks.

Being called dangerous by a cat could mean a great many things, but it was generally delivered as something of a compliment.

All of those faeries and duels and mad queens and so on, and no one quoted old Billy Shakespeare. Not even once.

But even with centuries of experience, I doubted any of them had ever been hit with a water balloon. Or with a holy-water balloon, either.

Speak, then, manling, said Mother Winter. You have a little time left.

Make the mistakes of youth is no crime, but not to learn from them is.

She is my child, Charity objected. She was, Forthill corrected her, if only for a time. Children are a precious gift, but they belong to no one but themselves. They are only lent us a little while.

I'm not letting anyone lick me, and I'm not looking anyone in the eyes. It's kind of like visiting New York.

Boobs are near the center of the universe, until you turn twenty-five or so. Which is also when young men’s auto insurance rates go down. This is not a coincidence.

Steady as she goes, Mister Kettle, the grim gaptain said, his voice stern.

Sleep is God. Go worship.

Truth be told, my head was spinning so much that the car could have been doing interpretive dance in a lilac tutu and I might not have noticed.

What we hadn’t known about, back then, was pain. Sure, we’d faced some things as children that a lot of kids don’t. Sure, Justin had qualified for his Junior de Sade Badge in his teaching methods for...

Id me didn't have to be concerned with long-term consequences. He was my instinctive, primitive self, driven by my most primal impulses. I wondered, briefly, if 'id' and 'idiot' came from the same roo...

So really, it was just as well that Godmother had caught up to me, in spite of my best efforts to avoid her. I'd hate to find out that the universe really wasn't conspiring against me. It would jerk t...

I've always admired your ability to be unilaterally irritating.