Coz, he said. You really must learn to shut your mouth from time to time. You'll taste less shoe letter.
Murphy watched me thoughtfully for several empty seconds. Then she said, very gently, You're a good man, Harry.I swallowed and bowed my head, made humble by the tone of her voice and the expression on...
Isana laughed. And you, lady? Are you a woman of conscience or of ambition?The lady smiled. That's a question rarely asked here at court.And why is that?Because a woman of conscience would tell you th...
It would, Grimm thought, be a horrible surprise to find out, mid-dive, that your ship had suddenly lost the ability to diving.
Harry waxes poetic about magic. He'll go on and on about how it comes from your feelings, and how it's a deep statement about the nature of your soul, and then he'll whip out some kind of half-divine,...
Maybe you know the monsters, Martin, Murphy said quietly. But I know the guy who stops them. And if they don't return the girl, we'll make them regret it. She nodded at me and said, Let's go. We can w...
Epic sex? I sputtered. By what standards, precisely, is sex judged to be epic?And tons and tons of mortal simps like you used as pawns. Bob sighed happily, ignoring my question. There are no words. It...
Uh, the Council, I said. Big shock, they aren't helping.Murphy looked like she might be asleep, but she snorted. So we're on our own.Yeah.Good. It's more familiar.
Her father had always said that a man could be fairly judged by the quality of his allies and that of his enemies.
There’s nothing that makes you more insane than family. Or more happy. Or more exasperated. Or more . . . secure.
She frowned at me. You need some rest. You look like hell. And you're obviously tired enough to have gotten the giggles.Wizards don't giggle, I said, hardly able to speak. This is cackling.
Maybe this was a male-female translation problem. I read an article once that said that when women have a conversation, they're communicating on five levels. They follow the conversation that they're...
Oh, I forgot to mention it: My brother is the kind of man whom women stalk. In cooperative packs.
Industry and determination, Mister Kettle, can transform the difficult into the routine, Grimm said.
Molly blinked, then looked at Thomas and said, Wait a minute.... We're his flunkies.You, may be, Thomas said, sneering. I'm his thug. I'm way higher than a flunky.You are high if you think I'm taking...
Laugh whenever you can. Keeps you from killing yourself when things are bad. That and vodka.
There's always, always a choice. My options might really, truly suck, but that doesn't mean there isn't a choice.
In the void, there is no distinction of east and west.Gwen blinked slightly at that. I know all of those words, and yet when strung together like that I have no idea what they mean.
Maybe they'd use biological or chemical weapons instead. Maybe they'd crash the world economy. Maybe they'd turn every program on television into one of those reality shows.That's mostly done already,...
He had hard, steady eyes, and all the comforting, reassuring charm of a dental drill. - Harry Dresden describing Morgan
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