Working for Bigfoot Quotes

“The whole "lets find Bigfoot" thing seems a little ill-planned to me, personally. Granted, my perspective is different than that of non-wizards, but marching out into the woods looking for a very large and very powerful creature by blasting out what you're pretty sure are territorial challenges to fight (or else mating calls) seems... somewhat unwise.
I mean, if there's no Bigfoot, no problem. But what if you're standing there, screaming "Bring it on!" and find a Bigfoot?
Worse yet, what if he finds you?
Even worse, what if you were screaming "Do me, baby!" and he finds you then?
Is it me? Am I carzy? Or does the whole thing just seem like a recipe for trouble?”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“Whenever you’ve got a choice, do good, kiddo. It isn’t always fun or easy, but in the long run it makes your life better.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“The campus police officer folded his hands and stared at me from across the table. “Coffee?” “What flavor is it?” I asked. He was in his forties, a big, solid man with bags under his calm, wary eyes, and his name tag read dean. “It’s coffee-flavored coffee.” “No mocha?” “Fuck mocha.” “Thank God,” I said. “Black.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“I knew what it was like to have holes in my life in the shape of people who should have been there.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“I parked somewhere where I would probably get a ticket. I planned to ignore it. Anarchists have a much easier time finding parking spots.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“When people come to the only professional wizard in the Chicago phone book for help, they’re one of two things: desperate or smart. Very rarely are they both.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“In the Midwest, if you show up to a college town on a weekend, you risk running into a football game.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“There are people out there who enjoy hurting and scaring others. They’re going to keep doing it until you make them stop.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“If a White Court vampire wants to feed off a human, all she really has to do is crook her finger, and he comes running. There isn’t any ominous music. Nobody sparkles. As far as anyone looking on is concerned, a girl winks at a boy and goes off somewhere to make out. Happens every day. They don’t get”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“A tumbleweed went rolling by in the street. I’m not even kidding. An actual, literal tumbleweed. Man, Oklahoma.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“Steve frowned, maybe trying to remember how to count all the way to two.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“Don’t be a moron, Harry,” I said. “You came for the kid. He’s safe. That’s all you were obligated to do. Let it g—oh who am I kidding. There’s a girl.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“Why?” I asked him quietly. “Why were you taking essence from the boy?” “H-he… He had so much. I didn’t think it would hurt him and I…” He cringed back from me as he spoke the last words. “I…needed to grow some hair.” I blinked my eyes slowly. Twice. “Did you say…hair?” “Rogaine didn’t work!” he all but wailed. “And that transplant surgery wasn’t viable for my hair and skin type!” He bowed his head and ran fingertips through his thick head of hair. “Look, see? Look how well it’s come in. But if I don’t maintain it…” “You…used black magic. To grow hair.” “I…” He looked everywhere but at me. “I tried everything else first. I never meant”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot

“Harry. That’s not how one talks to young ladies in the South.”
― Jim Butcher, Working for Bigfoot