#dresden

Love this job," Sanya murmured. "Just love it." "I need to challenge more people to duels," Thomas said in agreement. "Men are pigs," Murphy said. "Amen," said Molly. Lea gave me a prim look and said, "I've not sacrificed a holy virgin in ages. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#age

The words first. Damned near everything begins with words. "I am," I breathed, and suddenly the ice was clear of my mouth. "I am Harry..." I panted, and the pain redoubled. And I laughed. As if some freak who never loved enough to know loss could tell me about pain. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#love

I like to stay cozy with my paranoia, not pass her around to my friends and family. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#paranoia #family

Sticks and stones and small caliber bullets may break my bones... Words will never, et cetera. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#humor #humor

Because nothing says flattery like a gun to the head. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#dresdenish #humor #humor

I don't care about whose DNA has recombined with whose. When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching--they are your family. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#family #friends #friendship #family

It took several minutes, and when Butters woke up, Andi and Marci, both naked, both rather pleasant that way, were giving him CPR. They'd kept his body alive in the absence of his soul. "Wow," Butters slurred as he opened his eyes. He looked back and forth between the two werewolf girls. "Subtract the horrible pain in my chest, and all the mold and mildew, and I'm living the dream." Then he passed out. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#dreams