Jim Butcher

I sometimes give myself excellent advice. Occasionally, I even listen to it.

Hope is a force of nature. Don't let anyone tell you different.

Son. Everyone dies alone. That's what it is. It's a door. It's one person wide. When you go through it, you do it alone. But it doesn't mean you've got to be alone before you go through the door. And believe me, you aren't alone on the other side.

Knowledge is the ultimate weapon. It always has been.

Are you always a smartass?'Nope. Sometimes I'm asleep.

Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.

If I was on the road to Hell, at least I was going in style.

I'm dealing with a lot of scary things. I think you have to react to them. And you either laugh at them or you go insane.

Don't call me a dinosaur. It isn't fair to the dinosaurs. What did a dinosaur ever do to you?

I'm amazing and studly, but I have limits.

We have now left Reason and Sanity Junction. Next stop, Looneyville.

I died. I died and someone made a clerical error and I am in Heaven.

It came charging toward me, several hundred pounds of angry-looking monster, and I did the only thing any reasonable wizard could have done.I turned around and ran like hell.

But the only way never to do the wrong thing is never to do anything.

I let out a battle cry. Sure, a lot of people might have mistaken it for a sudden yelp of unmanly fear, but trust me. It was a battle cry.

Life is a journey. Time is a river. The door is ajar

Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon--perfect.

A succubus on the set. Strike that, the health-conscious kid sister made it two… succubuses. Succubusees? Succubi? Stupid Latin correspondence course.