Jim Butcher citáty

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“Nobody can be bad at everything. There’s no such thing as a perfect screwup.”

“There's a fine line between audacity and idiocy.”

“I've never lost a duel to the death. Not one.”

“I don't know about your true form, but the weight of your ego sure is pushing the crust of the earth toward the breaking point.”

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

“There are old swordsmen and bold swordsmen. But few old, bold swordsmen.”

“You're such a cynic," Molly said.

"I think cynics are playful and cute.”

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

“You don't take your cat with you to go bird shopping. Not because the cat isn't polite, but because he's a cat.”

“Ha-ha! Ah-hahahaha! I am wizard; hear me roar!”

“Oh, what would you like on your vegetarian pizza?" "Dead pigs and cows," I said. She glanced up at me and wrinkled her nose. "They're vegetarians," I said defensively.”

“We're always disappointed when we find out someone else has human limits, the same as we do. It's stupid for us to feel that way, and we really ought to know better, but that doesn't seem to slow us down.”

“Body or mind, heart or soul, we're all human, and we're supposed to feel pain. You cut yourself off from it at your own risk.”

“Things are not always as bad as they seem. Sometimes, the darkness only makes it easier to see the light.”

“Harry Dresden: There was a sound of impact, a raspy, dry scream, and the vampire went down hard. It lay on the ground like a butterfly pinned to a card, arms and legs thrashing uselessly. Its chest and collarbone had been crushed. By an entire frozen turkey. A twenty-pounder. The plucked bird must have fallen from an airplane overhead, doubtlessly manipulated by the curse. By the time it got to the ground, the turkey had already reached its terminal velocity, and was still hard as a brick. The drumsticks poked up above the vampire's crushed chest, their ends wrapped in red tinfoil. The vampire gasped and writhed a little more. The timer popped out of the turkey. Everyone stopped to blink at that for a second. I mean, come on. Impaled by a guided frozen turkey missile. Even by the standards of the quasi-immortal creatures of the night, that ain't something you see twice. "For my next trick," I panted into the startled silence, "anvils."”

“Open eyes are of little use when the mind behind them is closed.”

“When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching -- they are your family.”

“Are you always a smartass?'

Nope. Sometimes I'm asleep.”

“Harry Dresden: Paranoid? Probably. But just because you're paranoid doesn't mean that there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face.”

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

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

“Sleep is God. Go worship.”

“The human mind is not a terribly logical or consistent place.”

“You backbiting, poisonous, treacherous, deceitful, wicked, girl. If this works I'll buy you a pony.”

“Of course Evil's afoot. If it had switched to the metric system it'd be up to a meter by now.”

“Most of the bad guys in the real world don't know that they are bad guys. You don't get a flashing warning sign that you're about to damn yourself. It sneaks up on you when you aren't looking.”

“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?”

“There's more magic in a baby's first giggle than in any firestorm a wizard can conjure up, and don't let anyone tell you any different.”

“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."”