I'll talk you through, Kincaid said. Dresden, better take her gun and cover us.Hey, I said. I'm in charge here. Kincaid, talk her through it. Murphy, give me your gun so I can cover you.
I would have to call a cab. It wasn't the most heroic way to ride to the rescue, but walkers can't be choosers.
I work in grand halls and bedchambers with wine and perfume. Not in dark alleyways with cloaks and knives. I don’t like knives. I don’t even own a knife. And my cloaks are far too expensive to risk bl...
I was staring into a mirror, and I didn’t like what I saw there.
I was a man seeking power. For good reasons, maybe. But I wasn’t going to lie to myself or anyone else about my actions. If I killed him, I would be taking a life, something that was not mine to take....
I used the knife. I saved a child. I won a war. God forgive me.
I try to make thinking an ongoing process.
I tried not to be too obviously interested, and fumbled my notebook and trusty pencil from my duster’s pocket.
I told you, Molly said, never looking toward me. It's in the past. Leave it there.You listening to my head, kiddo?Her mouth twitched. Only when I want to hear the roar of the ocean.
I told you long ago that being a real wizard means sacrifice. It means knowing things no one else does, he said, still growling. I told you that it meant that you might have to act upon what you knew,...
I tapped Boz on the shoulder and said, Hey, gorgeous. His face twisted in complete surprise, turning to stare in blank incomprehension at mine. I winked at him, and whispered, Boo.
I still can’t believe, Michael said, sotto voce, that you came to the Vampires’ Masquerade Ball dressed as a vampire. Not just a vampire, I said, a cheesy vampire. Do you think they got the point?
I sometimes give myself excellent advice. Occasionally, I even listen to it.
I slip into the archaic at dramatically appropriate moments. So sue me.
I slammed the doors open a little harder than I needed to, stalked out to the Blue Beetle, and drove away with all the raging power the ancient four-cylinder engine should muster. Behold the angry wiz...
I shrugged and said sadly, 'What? Once we gave them the vote, it went totally out of control.''You're a pig, Harry,' Murphy growled.'But a pig smart enough to bow to the inevitable.
I run—and not so that I’ll be skinny and look good, either. I run so that when something that wants to kill me is chasing me, I’ll be good at running.
I put the ick in magic.
I poke at my skull with a finger. It didn't feel soft or anything. I didn't feel insane. But if you'd really lost it, would you have enough left to know? Crazy people never thought they were crazy. I'...
I might not have any magic available to me, but that didn't make me any less of a wizard, one of the magi, the wise. That's the true power of a wizard.