#dresden

Booya!" I shouted in pure triumph, the adrenaline turning my manly baritone into a rather terrified-sounding shriek. "What have you got for fiery beams of death, huh? You got nothing for fiery beam of death! Might as well go back to Atari, bug-boy, 'cause you don't got game enough for me! ↗

— Jim Butcher

#change

You rush a miracle worker, you get lousy miracles! ↗

— Jim Butcher

#humor #humor

I did the only thing any reasonable wizard could have done. I turned around and ran like hell. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#wizard #death

Maybe you know the monsters, Martin," Murphy said quietly. "But I know the guy who stops them. And if they don't return the girl, we'll make them regret it." She nodded at me and said, "Let's go. We can watch Dresden kill the bitch. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #karrin-murphy #change

I choose my battles, Dresden. Not you." She looked up at me calmly. "Let me put this in terms that will get through your skull: My friend is going to save a child from monsters. I'm going with him. That's what friends do, Harry. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #karrin-murphy #change

If you turn into a hideous monster and I am sent to slay you, I will remember this and make it as painless as I can, out of respect for you. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#funny #humor #lol #sanya #the-dresden-files

Whenever you've got a choice, do good, kiddo. It isn't always fun or easy, but in the long run it makes your life better. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#bigfoot #bullies #bully #bullying #do-good

My friend is going to save a little girl from monsters. I am going with him. That's what friends do. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #karrin-murphy #change

Hell's bells," I snarled, taking an involuntary step back. "Right here? Now? You could have given me a couple of minutes to get clear, dammit." "And what fun would that be?" Maeve asked, pushing out her lower lip in a pout. "I am who I am, too. I love violence. I love treachery. I love your pain - and the best part, the part I love most, is that I am doing it for your own good." Her eyes gleamed white all the way around her irises. "This is me being one of the good guys. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#love

I didn't want to believe that killing was deep inside of me. I didn't want to think about the part of me that took a dark joy in gathering all the power it could and using it as I saw fit, everything else be damned. There was power to be had in hatred, too, in anger and in lust, in selfishness and in pride. And I knew that there was some dark corner of me that would enjoy using magic for killing—and then long for more. That was black magic, and it was easy to use. Easy and fun. Like Legos. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#magic #anger