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    Jim  Butcher
    “Paranoid? Probably. But just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face.”
    Jim Butcher, Storm Front

  • #2
    Jim  Butcher
    “Are you always a smartass?'

    Nope. Sometimes I'm asleep.”
    Jim Butcher, Blood Rites

  • #3
    Jim  Butcher
    “Life is a journey. Time is a river. The door is ajar”
    Jim Butcher, Dead Beat

  • #4
    Jim  Butcher
    “When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching -- they are your family. ”
    Jim Butcher

  • #5
    Jim  Butcher
    “We've both got into the blue beetle. He got into the red door, I got into the white one.”
    Jim Butcher, Grave Peril
    tags: humor

  • #6
    Jim  Butcher
    “Wizards and computers get along about as well as flamethrowers and libraries.”
    Jim Butcher, Changes

  • #7
    Jim  Butcher
    “You're such a cynic," Molly said.

    "I think cynics are playful and cute.”
    Jim Butcher, Changes

  • #8
    Jim  Butcher
    “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.”
    Jim Butcher, Changes

  • #9
    Jim  Butcher
    “Paranoia is a survival trait when you run in my circles. It gives you something to do in your spare time, coming up with solutions to ridiculous problems that aren't ever going to happen. Except when one of them does, at which point you feel way too vindicated.
    - Harry Dresden, Changes, Jim Butcher”
    Jim Butcher, Changes

  • #10
    Jim  Butcher
    “You know the law, Dresden."
    "He who kills the cheer springs for beer," chanted the rest of the table.”
    Jim Butcher, Backup

  • #11
    Jim  Butcher
    “- Did you really save the world ?...
    - Mostly I was saving my own ass. Just happend that the world was in the same spot.”
    Jim Butcher, Blood Rites

  • #12
    Jim  Butcher
    “Epic sex?" I sputtered. "By what standards, precisely, is sex judged to be epic?"

    "And tons and tons of mortal simps like you used as pawns." Bob sighed happily, ignoring my question. "There are no words. It was like the Lord of the Rings and All My Children made a baby with the Macho Man Randy Savage and a Whac-A-Mole machine.”
    Jim Butcher, Ghost Story

  • #13
    Rick Riordan
    “There’s my baby!” I cried, quite carried away. “There’s my Poochiekins!”
    Ammit ran at me and leaped into my arms, nuzzling me with his rough snout.
    “My lord Osiris!” Disturber lost the bottom of his scroll again, which unraveled around his legs. “This is an outrage!”
    “Sadie,” Dad said firmly, “please do not refer to the Devourer of Souls as Poochiekins.”
    Rick Riordan, The Serpent's Shadow



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