Peace Talks (The Dresden Files, #16)

by Jim Butcher

Ah, well. There was no sense in brooding over it. Life never stays the same. There’s always some kind of curveball coming at you. Nothing to do but swing away.

ain’t got time to give you a graduate seminar on intention versus the natural operation of the universe until you’ve completed my ‘why it’s a damned stupid thing to trust vampires’ course.”

They weren’t howling now, or if they were, it was kind of redundant. Sometimes the best defense is a T. rex.

Fear is a prison. But when you combine it with secrets, it becomes especially toxic, vicious. It puts us all into solitary, unable to hear one another clearly.

Home, like love, hate, war, and peace, is one of those words that is so important that it doesn’t need more than one syllable.

It’s where the books are. And more than anything else, it’s where you build that world that you want.