I'd made the vampire cry. Great. I felt like a real superhero. Harry Dresden, breaker of monsters' hearts.

I don't believe in faeries!

You don't take your cat with you to go bird shopping. Not because the cat isn't polite, but because he's a cat.

Chocolate fends off all kinds of nasty stuff. And if you get hungry while warding off evil, you have a snack. It's multipurpose equipment.

I could buy that she would murder me in a fit of rage, poison me out of flaming jealousy, or bomb my car out of sheer, stubborn pique. But she would never do it and feel nothing.

Man. Being mostly dead is hard on a guy.

Give it to 'em!" Take 'em down!" First Aleran!" Kick their furry--" Assault formation!