Jim Butcher, Ghost Story Quotes

There should be a rule against your own inner monologue throwing around that much sarcasm.

Death is only frightening from the near side.

I sometimes give myself excellent advice. Occasionally, I even listen to it.

Being here? With you? I've met my subconscious, and he's not that sick.

Seedy wasn't a fair description for the place, because seeds imply eventual regrowth and renewal.

You're dead, son. Cheer is contraindicated.

Bob, would you be willing to take on Evil Bob?"Bob's eyes darted nervously. "I'd . . . prefer not to. I'd really, really prefer not to. You have no idea. That me was crazy. And buff. He worked out.

What the hell kind of Hell was this supposed to be?

There is no spoon.