You know how confusing the whole good-evil concept is for me.
Jim Butcher
Laughter is good for you. Nine out of ten stand-up comedians recommend laughter in the face of intense stupidity.
Home is where, when you go there and tell people to get out, they have to leave.
So. You get handed a holy sword by an archangel, told to go fight the forces of evil, and you somehow remain an atheist. Is that what you're saying?
I’ve had a tense couple of days. And I’ve got to tell you, burning someone’s face off sounds like a great way to relax.
I'm so pretty, it's hard for me to think of myself as intelligent.
I'd made the vampire cry. Great. I felt like a real superhero. Harry Dresden, breaker of monsters' hearts.
Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!
Caring about someone isn't complicated. It isn't easy. But it isn't complicated, either. Kinda like lifting the engine block out of a car.
You backbiting, poisonous, treacherous, deceitful, wicked, clever girl. If this works I'll buy you a pony.
In the action business, when you don't want to say you ran like a mouse, you call it 'taking cover.' It's more heroic.
See? This is why I'm not religious. I couldn't possibly keep my mouth shut long enough to get along with everyone else.
I have nightmares about hell, where all I do is add up numbers and try to have conversations with people like you.
You rush a miracle worker, you get lousy miracles!
A succubus on the set. Strike that, the health-conscious kid sister made it two… succubuses. Succubusees? Succubi? Stupid Latin correspondence course.
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