Like โlove,โ โhopeโ is one of those ridiculously disproportional words that by all rights should be a lot longer.
Jim ButcherMab turned back to me and eyed me up and down. She quirked one eyebrow, very slightly, somehow conveying layers of disapproval toward multiple aspects of my appearance, conduct, and situation, and said, 'Finally.' 'Thereโs been a lot on my mind,' I replied. 'It seems unlikely that your cares will lighten,' Queen Mab replied. 'Improve your mind.'
Jim ButcherMaybe,โ he said in a slow, rural drawl, โyou could explain to me why I found you in the middle of an orgy.โ โWell,โ I said, โif youโre going to be in an orgy, the middle is the best spot, isnโt it.
Jim ButcherNever let it be said that Harry Dresden is afraid of a dried, dead bug. Creepy or not, I wasn't going to let it ruin my concentration. So I scooped it up with the corner of the phone book and popped it into the middle drawer of my desk. Out of sight, out of mind. So I have a problem with creepy, dead, poisonous things. So sue me.
Jim Butcher