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

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.

In the action business, when you don't want to say you ran like a mouse, you call it 'taking cover.' It's more heroic.

For the sake of one soul. For one loved one. For one life." I called power into my blasting rod, and its tip glowed incandescent white. "The way I see it, there's nothing else worth fighting a war for" -Harry Dresden

I'm brilliant as well as skilled," he said modestly. "It's a great burden, all of that on top of my angelic good looks. But I try to soldier on as best I can.

No story that juicy was going to stay secret for long.

Harry," she said quietly, "I know you must be angry." I burn things to ash and smash holes in buildings when I'm angry," I said. "I'm a couple of steps past that point right now.