He gave me an inscrutable look that said maybe he would and maybe he wouldn't. Mister was a cat, and cats generally considered it the obligation of the universe to provide shelter, sustenance, and amusement as required. I think Mister considered it beneath his dignity to plan for the future.

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.

It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.

‎It isn't enough to stand up and fight darkness. You've got to stand apart from it, too. You've got to be different from it.

You don't go walking into the proverbial lion's den lightly. You start with a good breakfast.

Well. We’ll just have to hope that this wasn’t a loup-garou, I guess.” “If it was a louper, you’d know,” Bob said wisely. “In the middle of this town, you’d have a dozen people dead every time the full moon came around. What’s going on?” “A dozen people are dying every time the full moon comes around.

You are a drug dealer. To tiny faeries. Shame." Sanya to Dresden