#dresden

Sheep can befriend a hungry wolf only for briefly. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#dresden-files #change

So. You get handed a holy sword by an archangel, told to go fight the forces of evil, and you somehow remain an atheist. Is that what you're saying? ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #humor #sanya #death

There are things you can't walk away from. Not if you want to live with yourself afterward. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#life #death

It isn't good to hold on too hard to the past. You can't spend your whole life looking back. Not even when you can't see what lies ahead. All you can do is keep on keeping on, and try to believe that tomorrow will be what it should be—even if it isn't what you expected. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#life #death

It came charging toward me, several hundred pounds of angry-looking monster, and I did the only thing any reasonable wizard could have done. I turned around and ran like hell. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#humor #death

Loneliness is a hard thing to handle. I feel it, sometimes. When I do, I want it to end. Sometimes, when you're near someone, when you touch them on some level that is deeper than the uselessly structured formality of casual civilized interaction, there's a sense of satisfaction in it. Or at least, there is for me. It doesn't have to be someone particularly nice. You don't have to like them. You don't even have to want to work with them. You might even want to punch them in the nose. Sometimes just making that connection is its own experience, its own reward. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #loneliness #experience

Stop," Kincaid said in a calm voice. "Unclench." "Unclench what?" Murphy demanded. "Unclench your ass." "Excuse me?" "You're going to trip the beam. You need another quarter inch. Relax." "I am relaxed," Murphy growled. "Oh," Kincaid said. "Damn, great ass then. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#humor #humor

'Christ, Dresden! You almost got me killed!' 'Don't be a baby. You're fine.' Thomas frowned at me. 'You at least could have told me!' 'I did tell you,' I said. 'I told you at Mac's that I'd give you a ride home, but that I had to run an errand first.' 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.' " - Harry Dresden & Thomas Raith, Blood Rites, Jim Butcher ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #magic #paranormal #wizards #christ

Of course Evil's afoot. If it had switched to the metric system it'd be up to a meter by now. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#evil

Most of the bad guys in the real world don't know that they are bad guys. You don't get a flashing warning sign that you're about to damn yourself. It sneaks up on you when you aren't looking. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #molly-carpenter #evil