Jim Butcher Quotes

Quintus Cassius: I have dreamed of this night, boy.
[he purred, and gently stroked the side of my face with the baseball bat.]
Quintus Cassius: In my day, we would say that revenge is sweet. But times have changed. How do you say...? "Payback is a bitch."

Thomas Raith: Harry's a wizard. A genuine, honest-to-good-ness wizard. He's Gandalf on crack and an IV of Red Bull, with a big leather coat and a .44 revolver in his pocket. He'll spit in the eye of gods and demons alike if he thinks it needs to be done, and to hell with the consequences-and yet somehow my little brother manages to remain a decent human being.

Harry Dresden: Sometimes the most remarkable things seem commonplace. I mean, when you think about it, jet travel is pretty freaking remarkable. You get in a plane, it defies the gravity of an entire planet by exploiting a loophole with air pressure, and it flies across distances that would take months or years to cross by any means of travel that has been significant for more than a century or three. You hurtle above the earth at enough speed to kill you instantly should you bump into something, and you can only breathe because someone built you a really good tin can that seems tight enough to hold in a decent amount of air. Hundreds of millions of man-hours of work and struggle and research, blood, sweat, tears and lives have gone into the history of air travel, and it has totally revolutionised the face of our planet and societies.
But get on any flight in the country, and I absolutely promise you that you will find someone who, in the face of all that incredible achievement, will be willing to complain about the drinks. The drinks, people. That was me on the staircase to Chicago-Over-Chicago. Yes, I was standing on nothing but congealed starlight. Yes, I was walking up through a savage storm, the wind threatening to tear me off and throw me into the freezing waters of lake Michigan far below. Yes, I was using a legendary and enchanted means of travel to transcend the border between one dimension and the next, and on my way to an epic struggle between ancient and elemental forces. But all I could think to say, between panting breaths, was, "Yeah. Sure. They couldn't possibly have made this an escalator."

Harry Dresden: But there were some things I believed in. Some things I had faith in. And faith isn’t about perfect attendance to services, or how much money you put on the little plate. It isn’t about going skyclad to the Holy Rites, or meditating each day upon the divine. 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 you what a hero you are.

Harry Dresden: Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!

Harry Dresden: Sometimes I hate having a conscience, and a stupidly thorough sense of honor.

Johnny Marcone: Do you know what I think?
Harry Dresden: You think we should shoot Nicodemus in the back at the first opportunity and let Michael dismember him.
Marcone: Yes. I drew my gun.
Harry Dresden: Okay.

Harry Dresden: You’re in America now. Our idea of diplomacy is showing up with a gun in one hand and a sandwich in the other and asking which you’d prefer.
Anastasia Luccio: Did you bring a sandwich?
Harry Dresden: What do I look like, Kissinger?

The next time you interfere with me, more than smoke will interfere with you.

Michael Carpenter My faith protects me. My Kevlar helps.

Harry Dresden: Discussing a problem with yourself is almost never a good way to secure a divergent viewpoint.

Malcolm Dresden: 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." His fingers squeezed me tight. "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."

Sanya, Knight of the Cross: There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.

Harry Dresden: I wouldn't burden any decent system of faith by participating in it.

Spelunking is dangerous enough without adding in anything that could be described with the word "ravening".