I don't know about your true form, but the weight of your ego sure is pushing the crust of the earth toward the breaking point.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.

There's more magic in a baby's first giggle than in any firestorm a wizard can conjure up, and don't let anyone tell you any different.

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.

God save me from idealists.

You are a drug dealer. To tiny faeries. Shame." Sanya to Dresden

No story that juicy was going to stay secret for long.