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Marcone's scum... But he's his own scum.

Jim Butcher

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Jim Butcher
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: October 26
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Science Fiction Writer
Independence
Missouri
Dresden
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There aren't any magical words, really. Words just hold the magic.
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Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!
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I would hit you on the head with a rock and drag you away from this. But it would only shatter the rock.
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Wizards and computers get along about as well as flamethrowers and libraries.
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We are not going to die. Butters stared up at me, pale, his eyes terrified. We're not? No. And do you know why? He shook his head. Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I'm too stubborn to die. I hauled on the shirt even harder. And most of all because tomorrow is Oktoberfest, Butters, and polka will never die.
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When you die, do you want to feel ashamed of what you've done with your life? Feel ashamed of what your life meant?
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It would require a singularly stupid man to go hang around in narrow tunnels and cramped spaces alongside a threat like that. And I, Harry Dresden, am that man, I stated.
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Isana laughed. And you, lady? Are you a woman of conscience or of ambition? The lady smiled. That's a question rarely asked here at court. And why is that? Because a woman of conscience would tell you that she is a person of conscience. A woman of ambition would tell you that she is a person of conscience—only much more convincingly.
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An inferior sense of smell, Marcus said, as if absolutely nothing of significance had happened, is distinct from being told that one smells unpleasant.
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I felt my face stretch in a victorious smile. The potion had worked. I was inside. I had to suppress an urge to break into a soft shoe routine. Sometimes being able to use magic was so cool.
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You don't go walking into the proverbial lion's den lightly. You start with a good breakfast.
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We've both got into the blue beetle. He got into the red door, I got into the white one.
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Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.
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I checked my gear, my pockets, my shoelaces, and realized that I had crossed the line between making sure I was ready and trying to postpone the inevitable.
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Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.
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Rest. Heal. Sleep. I shall most likely kill you on the morrow.” “You? A Princess Bride quote?” I croaked. “What is that?” she asked.
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Nay, but prithee, with sprinkles 'pon it instead, I said solemnly, and frosting of white.
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Chili dogs, funnel cakes, fried bread, majorly greasy pizza, candy apples, ye gods. Evil food smells amazing -- which is either proof that there is a Satan or some equivalent out there, or that the Almighty doesn't actually want everyone to eat organic tofu all the time. I can't decide.
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Love is another kind of power, which shouldn't surprise you. Magic comes from emotions, among other things.
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Everyone stopped to blink at that for a second. I mean, come on. Impaled by a guided frozen turkey missile. Even by the standards of the quasi-immortal creatures of the night, that ain't something you see twice. For my next trick, I panted into the startled silence, anvils.
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