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People--stupid when they lived; potentially stupid when they died. ↗


— Rob Thurman


#roadkill #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

Pick up your clothes. I am not your maid. How do I know this? A maid cannot kill you with a tube sock. I can. ↗


— Rob Thurman


#niko #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

Niko was a man of few words and flying, sugary snacks. I like that in a human. ~Catcher ↗


— Rob Thurman


#sarcasm #science-fiction #twinkies #urban-fantasy #science

They were using the dolls to project their dreams of their own futures as adult women. ↗


— Ruth Handler


#dolls #dreams #futures #own #project

If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me ↗


— Cassandra Clare


#city-of-fallen-angels #love #magnus-bane #food

Vicki M. Taylor's "Not Without Anna," is a gripping, hard-hitting, thought-provoking look at the escalating crisis of teen alcohol and drug abuse. Charlene Austin ↗


— Vicki M. Taylor


#hard-hitting #mystery-suspense #teen-alcohol-and-drug-abuse #thought-provoking #thought-provoking

EASTER HAS BEEN CANCELED - THEY FOUND THE BODY ↗


— Jim Butcher


#easter #harry-dresden #jim-butcher #harry-dresden

A man's magic demonstrates what sort of person he is, what is held most deeply inside of him. There is no truer gauge of a man's character than the way in which he employs his strength, his power. I was not a murderer. I was not like Victor Sells. I was Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden. I was a wizard. Wizards control their power. They don't let it control them. And wizards don't use magic to kill people. They use it to discover, to protect, to mend, to help. Not to destroy. ↗


— Jim Butcher


#harry-dresden #magic #harry-dresden

No rest for the wicked, Bob, and that means that we can't slack off either, or they'll outwork us. ↗


— Jim Butcher


#harry-dresden

Gandalf never had this kind of problem. He had exactly this problem, actually, standing in front of the hidden Dwarf door to Moria. Remember when . . . I sighed. Sometimes my inner monologue annoys even me. “Edro, edro,” I muttered. “Open.” I rubbed at the bridge of my nose and ventured, “Mellon.” Nothing happened. The wards stayed. I guessed the Corpsetaker had never read Tolkien. Tasteless bitch. ↗


— Jim Butcher


#harry-dresden #tolkien #harry-dresden






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