Harry Dresden: The building was on fire, and it wasn't my fault. — Jim Butcher

Thomas Raith: An errand is getting a tank of gas or picking up a carton of milk or something. It is not getting chased by flying purple pyromaniac gorillas hurling incendiary poo.

Harry Dresden: For future reference, I was sort of hoping for a suggestion that didn't sound like it came from that Bolshevik Muppet with all the dynamite.

Karrin Murphy: I'm pretty sure there's no Nobel prize for pornography.