But age is always advancing and I’m fairly sure it’s up to no good.
And several bulging bookshelves which I really will organize one day.
All things exist in accord with a single truth: Large things are made of smaller things. Drops of ink are shaped into letters, letters form words, words form sentences, and sentences combine to expres...
[He] stared at Rowl with flat eyes. Rowl yawned his unconcern. If you wish to keep those eyes, he said pleasantly, move them elsewhere.
You’re such a pompous, arrogant, pretentious, chauvinistic, hopelessly old-fashioned, stupidly pigheaded
You think this is going to work? This peaceful summit thing? Sure, I said. After a second, I added, Probably.Probably? Maybe, I said. We’re down to maybe now? I shrugged. We’ll see.
You okay? Fix asked her. Have to be, she said.
You need to know where to go, Sanya said.Yes.And you are going to consult four large pizzas for guidance.Yes, I said.The big man frowned for a moment. Then he said, There is, I think, humor here which...
You learn very quickly not to make mistakes given the correct incentive to avoid them.
You have to find solutions where you can, not where convenient.
You got that paper cup? Right, then. All we need is a stuffed animal.’ He stared at me. ‘Wh-what did you say?’ ‘A stuffed animal, man!’ I roared at him. ‘Don’t mess with a wizard when he’s wizarding!
You don’t gain knowledge without a little pain.
You defy beings that should cow you into silence. You resist forces that are inevitable for no more reason than that you believe they should be resisted. You bow your head to neither demons nor angels...
You couldn’t guess at a breed to look at him, but at least one of his parents must have been a wooly mammoth.
You can’t, Grimm said simply. You’ve seen the mistmaw. They haven’t.
You can’t beat the Fair Folk as housekeepers. You also can’t tell people about them, because they’ll pack up and clear out. Why? I have no idea. They’re faeries, and that’s just how it works.
You can describe it to them as much as you want. You can write books about what you felt, what you experienced. You can compose poems and songs about what it was like. But until they've seen it for th...
You are the only man I ever met, Tera growled, who would smash the paws that are trying to free you from certain death.
You are a rare kind of crazy, man.
You are a drug dealer. To tiny faeries. Shame.Sanya to Dresden