#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

But I don't understand God. I don't understand how he could see the way people treat one another, and not chalk up the whole human race as a bad idea. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#grave-peril #harry-dresden #human-race #harry-dresden

Sticks and stones and small caliber bullets may break my bones... Words will never, et cetera. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#humor #humor

Because nothing says flattery like a gun to the head. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#dresdenish #humor #humor

I don't care about whose DNA has recombined with whose. When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching--they are your family. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#family #friends #friendship #family

There's power in the night. There's terror in the darkness. Despite all our accumulated history, learning, and experience, we remember. We remember times when we were too small to reach the light switch on the wall, and when darkness itself was enough to make us cry out in fear.... ↗

— Jim Butcher

#dresden-files #harry-dresden #jim-butcher #turn-coat #experience

Yeah, they look great, but that isn't a fantasy come true, Harry. That's a wood chipper in Playboy bunny clothing. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#consequences #dresden-files #fantasies #playboy #beauty

It took several minutes, and when Butters woke up, Andi and Marci, both naked, both rather pleasant that way, were giving him CPR. They'd kept his body alive in the absence of his soul. "Wow," Butters slurred as he opened his eyes. He looked back and forth between the two werewolf girls. "Subtract the horrible pain in my chest, and all the mold and mildew, and I'm living the dream." Then he passed out. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#dreams