The Dresden Files Books 1-6 Quotes

“But I’ve noticed that people got the most irrational whenever family was around—while simultaneously losing their ability to distinguish reason from insanity. I call it familial dementia.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“I could taste the blood in my mouth, from where I had bitten into my tongue, and I either had to spit or swallow. I swallowed. No comments, please.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Despite my struggles, Mister had been an understanding soul, and I eventually came to realize that I was a part of his little family, and by his gracious consent was allowed to remain in his apartment. Cats. Go figure. I”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Thomas scowled. “An errand is getting a tank of gas or picking up a carton of milk or something. It is not getting chased by flying purple pyromaniac gorillas hurling incendiary poo.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“No one was standing in the shadows smoking a cigarette or looking about with a shifty-eyed gaze. I couldn’t see anyone quickly hiding a bloody knife behind his back or twirling a moustache, either. That ruled out the Dudley Do-Right approach to finding the killer.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Get out of the way, Mavra. Or don’t get out of the way. If you try to stop us from leaving, if you try to hurt anyone under my protection, you’ll be dealing with a Wizard of the Council, a Knight of the Sword and a girl with a basket full of garlic and holy water. I don’t care how big, bad, and ugly you are, there won’t be anything left of you but a greasy spot on the floor.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“It was like a fire in my thoughts, my concentration, burning ever more brightly, more pure, refining my anger, my hate, into something steel-hard, steel-sharp. I could feel it burning, and reached for it eagerly, shoving the pain inside to fuel my incandescent anger.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“When I’m in turmoil, when I can’t think, when I’m exhausted and afraid and feeling very, very alone, I go for walks. It’s just one of those things I do. I walk and I walk and sooner or later something comes to me, something to make me feel less like jumping off a building.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“except that Morgan’s face was too pinched and thin to pull off the look. “Your point being?” I did my best to keep from looking nervous or impressed. Truth be told, I was both. Morgan was my Warden, assigned to me by the White Council to make sure I didn’t bend or break any of the Laws of Magic. He hung about and spied on me, mostly, and usually came sniffing around after I’d cast a spell of some kind. I would be damned if I was going to let the White Council’s guard dog see any fear out of me. Besides, he would”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Holy shit,” I breathed. “Hellhounds.” “Harry,” Michael said sternly. “You know I hate it when you swear.” “You’re right. Sorry. Holy shit,” I breathed, “heckhounds.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“to make the mistakes of youth is no crime, but not to learn from them”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Chocolate fends off all kinds of nasty stuff. And if you get hungry while warding off evil, you have a snack. It’s multipurpose equipment.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“more”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“They say we wizards are subtle. But believe you me, we’ve got nothing, nothing at all, on women.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“You use the forces of magic, I take it.” I folded my arms and leaned against the wall. “What gave it away?” He bared his teeth, white against his dark skin. “How long have you been a Wiccan?” “A what?” “A pagan. A witch.” “I’m not a witch,” I said, glancing out the door. “I’m a wizard.” Sanya frowned. “What is the difference?” “Wizard has a Z.” He looked at me blankly. “No one appreciates me,” I muttered.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Justine was pretty enough, and sweet enough, when she wasn’t walking the razor’s edge of an organic emotional instability—but I couldn’t really hold that against her. Plenty of people have to take some kind of medication to keep stable. Lithium, supermodel sex vampires—whatever works, I guess.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“I didn’t realize you’d read much of the Bible.” “Proverbs always made a lot of sense to me,”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“We have now left Reason and Sanity Junction. Next stop, Looneyville.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Relationships hadn’t ever really worked for me. I think it’s had something to do with all the demons, ghosts, and human sacrifice.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“The world might be vicious and treacherous and deadly, but it couldn’t kill laughter. Laughter, like love, has power to survive the worst things life has to offer. And to do it with style. It got me moving.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“I want answers. I want the truth.” “It will hurt,” he said. “The truth does that sometimes. I don’t care.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“I’ve noticed that people got the most irrational whenever family was around—while simultaneously losing their ability to distinguish reason from insanity. I call it familial dementia.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“I laughed. I couldn’t help it. The world might be vicious and treacherous and deadly, but it couldn’t kill laughter. Laughter, like love, has power to survive the worst things life has to offer. And to do it with style.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“That was me on the staircase to Chicago-Over-Chicago. Yes, I was standing on nothing but congealed starlight. Yes, I was walking up through a savage storm, the wind threatening to tear me off and throw me into the freezing waters of Lake Michigan far below. Yes, I was using a legendary and enchanted means of travel to transcend the border between one dimension and the next, and on my way to an epic struggle between ancient and elemental forces. But all I could think to say, between panting breaths, was, “Yeah. Sure. They couldn’t possibly have made this an escalator.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“Hebbity bedda,” I said, by way of attempting a greeting. My mouth had gone rather numb, and my tongue felt like a lead weight. “Jussa hangonna sayke hee.” Fix jumped up and down, pointing at me, his voice shrill. “He’s casting on us!”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“So really, it was just as well that Godmother had caught up to me, in spite of my best efforts to avoid her. I’d hate to find out that the universe really wasn’t conspiring against me. It would jerk the rug out from under my persecution complex.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“It never rains,” I moaned. Tera frowned at me. “It is raining now.” She turned to Susan. “I do not think he is coherent.” I snorted and looked around blearily. “It’s a figure of speech.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“I stared at MacFinn for a long moment. I believed that he was telling me the truth. That he didn’t have much control, if any, over his actions when he transformed. Though it occurred to me that if he wanted someone dead, he could probably point his monster-self in the right direction before he lost control. Note to self: Do not cut MacFinn off in traffic.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“He sauntered over to me and rammed one shoulder playfully against my knee. I wavered, recovered my balance, and unlocked the door. Mister, as was his just due, entered before I did.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6

“myself under control.”
― Jim Butcher, The Dresden Files Books 1-6