Mister Dresden is a diplomatically challenged individual. He should be in a shelter for the tactless.

There are things you can't walk away from. Not if you want to live with yourself afterward.

I believe that there's a cloud for every silver lining,' I said.

Men plan. Fate Laughs. Guis Alera, First Lord

I got the sneaking suspicion that the vampire was a couple of Peeps short of an Easter basket.

Loneliness is a hard thing to handle. I feel it, sometimes. When I do, I want it to end. Sometimes, when you're near someone, when you touch them on some level that is deeper than the uselessly structured formality of casual civilized interaction, there's a sense of satisfaction in it. Or at least, there is for me. It doesn't have to be someone particularly nice. You don't have to like them. You don't even have to want to work with them. You might even want to punch them in the nose. Sometimes just making that connection is its own experience, its own reward.

Maybe,” he said in a slow, rural drawl, “you could explain to me why I found you in the middle of an orgy.” “Well,” I said, “if you’re going to be in an orgy, the middle is the best spot, isn’t it.