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The building was on fire, and it wasn’t my fault.

Jim Butcher

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Jim Butcher
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: October 26
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Science Fiction Writer
Independence
Missouri
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Wasn
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Dresden
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Faith is about what you do. It's about aspiring to be better and nobler and kinder than you are. It's about making sacrifices for the good of others-- even when there's not going to be anyone telling you what a hero you are.
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Ease off the martyr throttle.
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It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.
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The wacky thing about those bad guys is that you can't count on them to be obvious. They forget to wax their mustaches and goatees, leave their horns at home, send their black hats to the dry cleaner's. They're funny like that.
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Laugh whenever you can. Keeps you from killing yourself when things are bad. That and vodka.
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I put on the boots and kicked some monster ass.
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You're dead, son. Cheer is contraindicated.
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Apocalypse is a frame of mind. [Nicodemus] said then. A belief. A surrender to inevitability. It is a despair for the future. It is the death of hope.
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There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.
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No rest for the wicked, Bob, and that means that we can't slack off either, or they'll outwork us.
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For me chivalry isn't dead it's an involuntary reflex.
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Sheep can befriend a hungry wolf only for briefly.
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...The next time I opened my eyes, I was in the morgue. This, all by itself, is enough to really ruin your day. I was lying on the examining table, and Butters, complete with his surgical gown and his tray of autopsy instruments, stood over me. 'I'm not dead!' I sputtered. 'I'm not dead!' - Harry Dresden, Death Masks, Jim Butcher
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Love this job, Sanya murmured. Just love it. I need to challenge more people to duels, Thomas said in agreement. Men are pigs, Murphy said. Amen, said Molly. Lea gave me a prim look and said, I've not sacrificed a holy virgin in ages.
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Got to die of something, Giraldi observed. Might as well put back a few pints while you wait to see what it is.
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I'm not a philosopher, Harry, [Michael] said. But here's something for you to think about, at least. What goes around comes around. And sometimes you get what's coming around. He paused for a moment, frowning faintly, pursing his lips. And sometimes you are what's coming around.
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The characters within a book were, from a certain point of view, identical on some fundamental level ‒ there weren't any images of them, no physical tangibility whatsoever. They were pictures in the reader's head, constructs of imagination and ideas, given shape by the writer's work and skill and the reader's imagination. Parents, of a sort.
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Black Court vampires. I just shortened it some. Ebenezar tsked. Blampires. That's the problem with you young people. Shortening all the words.
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I'm brilliant as well as skilled, he said modestly. It's a great burden, all of that on top of my angelic good looks. But I try to soldier on as best I can.
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Sullen monosyllabism, a sure sign of sleep deprivation.
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