So there I was being strangled by a ranting, half-naked madman in the middle of the woods, with a she-werewolf dangling from a rope snare somewhere nearby.
Jim ButcherI choose my battles, Dresden. Not you." She looked up at me calmly. "Let me put this in terms that will get through your skull: My friend is going to save a child from monsters. I'm going with him. That's what friends do, Harry.
Jim ButcherI 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.
Jim Butcher...the Female Once-Over - a process by which one woman creates a detailed profile of another woman based upon about a million subtle details of clothing, jewelry, makeup, and body type, and then decides how much of a social threat she might be. Men have a parallel process, but it's binary: Does he have beer? If yes, will he share with me?
Jim ButcherEvery soul is special. Theyโre all beautiful. Theyโre all far more significant than anyone on this rock realizes. I think when people are at their best, theyโre acting in accordance with their soul. The ones who have gone bad donโt have bad souls. Theyโve just given up on keeping in touch with them.
Jim Butcher