Loopy as a crochet convention.
Look, people go on and on about how size isn’t everything, and how the bigger they are, the harder they fall, but the people who say that probably haven’t ever faced down a charging demon-bear so big...
Listen to me, I snarled. We are not going to die! Butters stared up at me, pale, his eyes terrified. We’re not? No. And do you know why? He shook his head. Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And bec...
Light shines brightest in the deepest dark!
Lacuna peered at my shirt. Aer-O-Smith. Arrowsmith. Does the shirt belong to your weapon dealer?No.Then why do you wear the shirt of someone else's weapon dealer?
Just because you're paranoid, it doesn't mean there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face. Harry Dresden
Jealousy is common among lesser men,
I’m sure the world would come to an end if I were allowed to feel a sense of relief and well-being for any length of time.
I’m not stupid. I’ve got eyes. I see some things everyone else tries to pretend aren’t there. This vampire craze sweeping the nation. Why the hell shouldn’t there be some genuine vampires in it?
I’ll give the rat his due—he’s got balls that drag the ground when he walks.
It’s one hour. Just one little hour. What could happen in one hour? And that’s how I knew that Mort was telling the whole truth when he said he wasn’t a hero. Heroes know better than to hand the unive...
It’s me. Hell’s bells, there isn’t anything that I can think of that would mimic me looking like this. Even demonic fiends from the nether regions of hell have some taste.
It’s irrational and childish for me to be upset, and I don’t care.
It’s another in a long list of things that Martians hardly ever think about: Almost any woman knows that almost any man is stronger than she is. Oh, men know they’re stronger, but they seldom actually...
It. Wasn't. Right. No, it wasn't. But the world wasn't a fair place, was it? And I had more reason to know that than most people twice my age. The world wasn't nice, and it wasn't fair. People who did...
It was worse than murder. It was twisted, wretched perversion, as though someone had bludgeoned another person to death with a Botticelli, turned something of beauty to an act of utter destruction.
It was the same principle as cleaning a really messy room. You don't think about everything you have to do. You focus on one thing and get it done, then more onto the next.
It was never too late to learn something. The past is unalterable in any event. The future is the only thing we can change. Learning the lessons of the past is the only way to shape the present and th...
It was business, I said, enunciating. Morelli can find pushers and pimps anywhere. A decent accountant is invaluable. I sent his bookkeeper back as a gesture of respect.
It was a loss of identity. I was a wizard. It was more than just a job, more than just a title. Wizardry was at the core of my being. It was my relationship with my magic, the way I used it, the thing...