You do everything by the book, like everybody else, you get the same results s everybody else.

— Jim Butcher

You don't go walking into the proverbial lion's den lightly. You start with a good breakfast.

— Jim Butcher

You don't have to make fun of it."" Actually I do," I said. "I make fun of almost everything.

— Jim Butcher

You have a visitor, my lord." I frowned, "What?" "That is why I came in here. You have a visitor waiting for you." I stood up, exasperated. "Why didn't you say so?" Lacuna looked confused. "I did. Just now. You were there." She frowned thoughtfully. "Perhaps you have brain damage." "It would not shock me in the least," I said." Would you like me to cut open your skull and check, my lord?" she asked. Someone that short should not be that disturbing.

— Jim Butcher

You know how confusing the whole good-evil concept is for me.

— Jim Butcher

You need to know where to go,' Santa said.' Yes,''And you are going to consult four large pizzas for guidance.'' Yes,' I said....' There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.'' That's pretty rich coming from the agnostic Knight of the Cross with a holy Sword who takes his orders from an archangel.' I said.- Harry Dresden & Santa, Changes, Jim Butcher

— Jim Butcher

You predicted quick victory. Now it’s going to get hopelessly complicated. Jesus, don’t you know any better than that by now?

— Jim Butcher

You're dead, son. Cheer is contraindicated.

— Jim Butcher

You're going to have to take care of yourself," Karin said quietly. "Over the next few weeks. Rest. Give yourself a chance to heal. Keep the wound on your leg clean. Get to a doctor and get that arm into a proper cast. I know you can't feel it, but it's important that--"I stood, leaned over the bed, and kissed her on the mouth. Her words dissolved into a soft sound that vibrated against my lips. Then her good arm slid around my neck, and there wasn't any sound at all. It was a long kiss. A slow kiss. A good one. I didn't draw away until it came to its end. I didn't open my eyes for a moment after."...oh...," she said in a small voice. Her hand slid down my arm to lie upon mine." We do crazy things for love," I said quietly, and turned my hand-over, fingers curling around hers.

— Jim Butcher

You're in America now," I said. "Our idea of diplomacy is showing up with a gun in one hand and a sandwich in the other and asking which you'd prefer.

— Jim Butcher