Jim Butcher
Jim Butcher
Jim Butcher is an American author best known for his contemporary fantasy book series The Dresden Files. He is also the author of the Codex Alera series, and the Cinder Spires series. Butcher was born in Independence, Missouri, in 1971. He is the youngest of three children, having two older sisters. He lives in Independence, MO, and has one son...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth26 October 1971
CountryUnited States of America
strong people choices
The human mind isn't a terribly logical or consistent place. Most people, given the choice to face a hideous or terrifying truth or to conveniently avoid it, choose the convenience and peace of normality. That doesn't make them strong or weak people, or good or bad people. It just makes them people.
sandwiches submarines radio
It was one of those moments that would have had dramatic music if my life were a movie, but instead I got a radio jingle for some kind of submarine sandwich place blaring over the store's ambient stereo. The movie of my life must be really low-budget.
real stupid differences
Evil isn’t the real threat to the world. Stupid is just as destructive as Evil, maybe more so, and it’s a hell of a lot more common. What we really need is a crusade against Stupid. That might actually make a difference.
fire faults building
The building was on fire, and it wasn’t my fault.
fun dark long
And I knew that there was some dark corner of me that would enjoy using magic for killing—and then long for more. That was black magic, and it was easy to use. Easy and fun. Like Legos
fire elements dominion
Fire isn't always an element of destruction. Classical alchemical doctrine teaches that it also has dominion over another province: change.
heart people darkness
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.
sleep worship
Sleep is God. Go worship.
hate honor sometimes
Sometimes I hate having a conscience, and a stupidly thorough sense of honor.
mean choices might
There's always, always a choice. My options might really, truly suck, but that doesn't mean there isn't a choice.
dinosaurs call-me fairs
Don't call me a dinosaur. It isn't fair to the dinosaurs. What did a dinosaur ever do to you?
fighting winning eight
If your opponent has you by fifty pounds, winning a fight against him is a dubious proposition, at best. If your opponent has you by eight thousand and fifty pounds, you’ve left the realm of combat and enrolled yourself in Road-kill 101. Or possibly in a Tom and Jerry cartoon.
stars chinese dozen
Sticks and stones may break your bones, but Chinese throwing stars get you a dozen stitches.
trying pay heroism
Heroism doesn't pay very well. I try to be cold-blooded and money-oriented, but I keep screwing it up.