In the Midwest, if you show up to a college town on a weekend, you risk running into a football game.
And may the crows feast on the unjust.
If he stayed close enough to Maggie for long enough, the dog might wind up with more education than me. Then there’d be no talking to him.
Magic comes from the heart, from your feelings, your deepest expressions of desire.
Which in retrospect just goes to show that a pretty face can inspire even a bodiless spirit of intellect to dizzying heights of idiocy.
Surely, that is merely a colorful euphemism, rather than a statement of desire.
Deserve’s got nothin’ –.
Fuego!” shouted someone on the walls – and for a second I was hit with a little sting of insult. Someone was shouting “fuego” and it wasn’t me.
I’m not exactly a useless cream puff.
Internet,” she said sagely. “Expanding the frontiers of adolescent knowledge.
Three blind men were shown an elephant. They touched it with their hands to determine what the creature was. The first man felt the trunk, and claimed that an elephant was like a snake. The second man touched its leg and claimed that an elephant was like a tree. The third man touched its tail, and claimed that the elephant was like a slender rope.
Mickey Mouse woke me up, my alarm jangling noisily, his little hand on two and the big hand on twelve. I wanted to smack the clock for waking me up, but I reined in the impulse. I’m not against a little creative violence now and then, but you have to draw the line somewhere. I wouldn’t sleep in the same room with a person who would smack Mickey Mouse.
That was the entire reason to have battle commanders in the first place – so that one man could balance the advantages of logic and reason against the emotional, insane demands of close battle.
A lot can change in a year.
That’s why black magic is so easy – it comes from lust, from fear and anger, from things that are easy to feed and make grow.
My magic. That was at the heart of me. It was a manifestation of what I believed, what I lived. It came from my desire to see to it that someone stood between the darkness and the people it would devour. It came from my love of a good steak, from the way I would sometimes cry at a good movie or a moving symphony. From my life. From the hope that I could make things better for someone else, if not always for me.
Scars – the graffiti of violence. – Harry Dresden.
As a race, we’re an enormous bunch of idiots. We’re more than capable of ignoring facts if the conclusions they lead to make us too uncomfortable. Or afraid.
So many terrible things are done for love,” Mab’s voice said. “For love will men mutilate themselves and murder rivals. For love will even a peaceful man go to war. For love, man will destroy himself, and that right willingly.
He gave me a severe look over his spectacles and said, as if he thought the words were deadly venom and might kill me, “You are an untidy person.” I put my hand over my heart, grinning at him. “Ow.