When I finally got tired of arguing with her and decided to write a novel as if I was some kind of formulaic, genre writing drone, just to prove to her how awful it would be, I wrote the first book of the Dresden Files.

The mad rarely know that they are mad. It's the rest of the world, I think, that seems insane to them.

Lies. Mab cannot change who you are.

Nearly everyone underestimates how powerful the touch of another person's hand can be. The need to be touched is something so primal, so fundamentally a part of our existence as human beings that its true impact upon us can be difficult to put into words. That power doesn't necessarily have anything to do with sex, either. From the time we are infants, we learn to associate the touch of a human hand with safety, with comfort, with love.

Laughter, like love, has power to survive the worst things life has to offer. And to do it with style.

Life would be unbearably dull if we had answers to all our questions.

If you can't manage courtesy, try silence.