I didn’t follow her right away. She didn’t look back. Stab. Twist. God, I love being a wizard.
I didn't shiver. I get muscle twitches sometimes. That's all.
I dealt with the White Council my whole life, so I’m used to being treated like a mushroom— Eh? Ascher asked. Kept in the dark and fed bullshit, Binder reported calmly. Ah.
I could buy that she would murder me in a fit of rage, poison me out of flaming jealousy, or bomb my car out of sheer, stubborn pique. But she would never do it and feel nothing.
I can’t tell you how many jobs I’ve done without a hitch since the last time I saw you, Dresden. You walk through the door and everything goes to hell. That’s embroidered on my towels, actually, I sai...
I can’t be under arrest right now,’ I said back to him. ‘I don’t have the time.
I am pure of heart and mind, I told her. I cannot be corrupted.
I am disturbed by the presence of inordinate levels of coincidence
I always considered myself a loner.I mean, not like a poor-me, Byron-esque, I-should-have-brought-a-swimming-buddy loner. I mean the sort of person who doesn’t feel too upset about the prospect of a w...
How long have you been a Sidhe-sicle?
How busy are you today?Oh, he [Thomas] mused. I don't know. I mean, I've got to get a new shirt now.After that, I asked, would you like to help me save the city? If you don't already have plans.He sno...
How are you going to talk to someone who has no idea? Grimm said, nodding. How can you explain something you can’t find words for? How can you get someone else to understand something for which they h...
He’s a rather brilliant defensive tactician, Grimm said. I agree, Bayard said. The problem is that he’s an inept defensive strategist.
Hey, Bogart. You and the wonder twins back off or the bedsheet gets it.Harry Dresden, Death Masks.
Here's where I ask why don't you spend your time doing something safer and more boring. Like maybe administering suppositories to rabid gorillas.
Here had lived someone else who knew that the only thing waiting at home was a sense of loneliness.Sometimes it is comforting.Most often, it isn't.
He was wrong, that doesn't make him a villian. That makes him an asshole.
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!
He smiled crookedly. I’ve never lost a duel to the death. Not one.
He nodded. Someone really would get suspicious if they saw you roaming around. If I need you I’ll give you a signal. What signal? I’ll imitate the scream of a terrified little girl, he said with a wag...