“Mortal wizards,” Mab sighed. “Forever meddling in things you do not comprehend.” I dredged up a quote from someone I rarely agreed with about anything. “What’s the point of free will, if not to spit in the eye of destiny?” “How to phrase this so you will understand,” Mab said calmly, facing the night. “Ah. Destiny is a . . . stone-cold bitch.” Which, given the source, was really saying something.
Originally said by Marcone in Dead Beat, after saving Harry from Corpsetaker's ghouls.
