You destroy buildings, fight monsters openly in the streets of the city, work with the police, show up in newspapers, advertise in the phone book, and ride zombie dinosaurs down Michigan Avenue, and t...
You can use just about anything to make a magic circle, but salt is often the most practical. It’s a symbol of the earth and of purity, and it doesn’t draw ants. You use sugar to make a circle on the...
You are the help. We’re in trouble, I said.
You are different. That does not make you less.
You always a wiseass? No. Sometimes I’m asleep. He
You almost got yourself killed, she said, but her voice had softened a few shades. I noticed that she hadn't moved her hand from the other side of Billy's chest and he was looking up at her with an ex...
Why? I demanded of her. Why bring the child into this? Why not just come straight to me?Does it matter at this point?I shrugged. Not really. I'm curious.She stared at me for a moment and then she smil...
Why do you wear those? asked Lacuna.I jumped, stumbled, and shouted half of a word to a spell, but since I was only halfway done putting on my underwear, I mostly just fell on my naked ass.'' Gah! I s...
Why do you think I do it? He shrugged. All I can figure is that either you’re nursing a deep and sadistic self-hatred or else you’re insane.
Who am I? What have I done with my life? Who can I trust?That last one is a doozy. It haunts you in moments of doubt. Sometimes when you wake up at night, you wonder if you've put your faith in the ri...
White for protection. And because they’re the cheapest color at Wal-Mart. Hey, being a wizard doesn’t make money grow on trees.
Which man, Fitz? I asked quietly.
Where is your unit? Murphy asked.I wiggled my eyebrows at her. Right where it's always been, dollface.
Whatever had killed him, it hadn't been human. His face was gone, simply torn away. Something had ripped his lips off. I could see his bloodstained teeth. His nose had been torn all the way up one sid...
What was the point in all the fighting with gauntlets if they were only going to stop fighting the moment the outnumbered fools decided the fight was over? Rowl flicked his tail in exasperation. Human...
What one deserves and what one experiences are seldom congruent.
What is teaching but the art of planting and nurturing power? Lea replied. Mortals prattle on about lonely impulses of delight and the gift of knowledge, and think that teaching is a trade like metals...
What goes around comes around. And sometimes you get what’s coming around. He paused for a moment, frowning faintly, pursing his lips. And sometimes you are what’s coming around. You see what I mean?
What do you do to make up for failing everyone in your life? How do you make it right? How do you apologize for hideous things you never intended to happen?
We’re all of us equally naked before the jaws of pain.