I don't believe in faeries!

All right, you primitive screwheads. Listen up. I'm Harry Dresden. I'm the new Winter Knight.

Oh, what would you like on your vegetarian pizza?" "Dead pigs and cows," I said. She glanced up at me and wrinkled her nose. "They're vegetarians," I said defensively.

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.

Fire isn't always an element of destruction. Classical alchemical doctrine teaches that it also has dominion over another province: change.

We all must die. There is no better way to do so than in the pursuit of something you love.

Life is too short, Harry. And there's nowhere near enough joy in it. If you find it, grab it. Before it's gone.