Hey, Bogart. You and the wonder twins back off or the bedsheet gets it.Harry Dresden, Death Masks.
Heroines in dramas, Bridget felt, really ought to have more sense.
Here's something else I bet you didn't know about Tyrannosaurs: they don't corner well
Hell’s bells, I muttered. Harry, you idiot, when will you learn not to victory gloat?
Head got nothing to do with the heart. Your heart wants what it wants. Head got to learn that it can only kill the heart or else get out of the way.
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...
He is a cat, Miss Lancaster. Asking him such questions is an exercise in futility.
He had to give humans credit where it was due - they did seem to have a knack for building interesting places for cats to explore.
He grunted. You’re trivializing what getting out for a bit means to me, Harry. You’re insulting my masculinity. Bob, I said, you’re a skull. You don’t have any masculinity to insult.
Hat up, go kill her. Problem solved. Bob, I said. You can’t just go around killing people. I know. That’s why you should do it. No, no. I can’t go around killing people, either. Why not? You’ve done i...
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Grimm frowned. Ah. Um. Am I in any danger? You’re dead as a stone, man! I am? Yes. No, actually, not even remotely, but for purposes of this conversation, yes.
Gimme a minute, I said, and felt myself baring my teeth in a grin. How does the leg feel? I’ve had worse, Michael said, his voice strained. He shifted his weight, testing the leg, and made a hissing s...
Fuego! shouted someone on the walls - and for a second I was hit with a little sting of insult. Someone was shouting fuego and it wasn't me.
From the pain of our failures we learn to be better, stronger, greater than what we were before.
For the record, surgeries aren't pretty. there's a hideous sense of intimately inappropriate exposure to another human being, and it feel something like accidentally walking in on a naked parent. Only...
For a man so strong, he was gentle. When his hands, his arms, his mouth were on her, he moved as if afraid she might shatter if held too tightly. Their nights together had been and remained a blaze of...
Fear is bred from ignorance. So knowledge is a weapon against it, and reason is the tool of knowledge.
Faith is about what you do. It's about aspiring to be better and nobler and kinder than you are. It's about making sacrifices for the good of others-- even when there's not going to be anyone telling...
Faith in what? That things will unfold as they are meant to, Forthill said. That even in the face of an immediate ugliness, the greater picture will resolve into something all the more beautiful.