Humor Quote by Jim Butcher — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“On the whole, we're a murderous race. According to Genesis, it took as few as four people to make the planet too crowded to stand, and the first murder was a fratricide. Genesis says that in a fit of jealous rage, the very first child born to mortal parents, Cain, snapped and popped the first metaphorical cap in another human being. The attack was a bloody, brutal, violent, reprehensible killing. Cain's brother Abel probably never saw it coming. As I opened the door to my apartment, I was filled with a sense of empathic sympathy and intuitive understanding. For freaking Cain.”

“Harry Dresden. Saving the world, one act of random destruction at a time.”

“Da. This is going very well already.”

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

“Black Court vampires. I just shortened it some.”

“It bothered me that he was right. Without Sir Stuart's intervention, I'd have been dead again already.”

“Half of seeming clever is keeping your mouth shut at the right times.”

“Rules and school are tools for fools! I don't give two mules for rules.”

“I love being in love, but I also love other things, like not being jealous, overly sensitive, or needy.”

“I'll go," he said.”

“I didn't realize there was a ranking." I said. "Sadie frowned. "What do you mean?" "A ranking," I said. "You know, what's crazier than what." "Oh, sure there is," Sadie said. She sat back in her chair. "First you have your generic depressives. They're a dime a dozen and usually pretty boring. Then you've got the bulimics and the anorexics. They're slightly more interesting, although usually they're just girls with nothing better to do. Then you start getting into the good stuff: the arsonists, the schizophrenics, the manic-depressives. You can never quite tell what those will do. And then you've got the junkies. They're completely tragic, because chances are they're just going to go right back on the stuff when they're out of here." "So junkies are at the top of the crazy chain," I said. Sadie shook her head. "Uh-uh," she said. "Suicides are." I looked at her. "Why?" "Anyone can be crazy," she answered. "That's usually just because there's something screwed up in your wiring, you know? But suicide is a whole different thing. I mean, how much do you have to hate yourself to want to just wipe yourself out?”