Top 247 Quotes & Sayings by Christopher Paolini - Page 4

He tapped one of the ivory spikes between his legs and said, 'There be as good a way to lose your manhood as ever I've seen'.

She gave him a wan smile. "And then you came, Eragon. You and Saphira. After hope had deserted me and I was about to be taken to Galbatorix in Uru'baen, a Rider appeared to rescue me. A rider and a dragon!" "And Morzan's son," he said. "Both of Morzan's sons." "Describe it how you will, it was such an improbable rescue, I occasionally think that I did go mad and that I've imagined everything since.

Ah, pay no heed if your enemies laugh. They'll not be able to once you lop off their heads.

It's overwhelming. I feel as if I am living in an illusion a dream where all things are possible. Amazing things do happen I know but always to someone else always in some far off place and time.

To have a child is the greatest honor and responsibility that can be bestowed upon any living being. - Arya

From the corner of his eye, Eragon saw Orik hewing Urgal necks with mighty blows of his ax.

Change itself is neither good nor bad, but knowledge is always useful.

I have to admit, that's a remarkable bruise. You should be proud; it's quite a feat to get injured in the manner you did and in that...particular...place.

Engaged in a fiery dance, their bodies were linked and seperated by the flashing blades. At times they nearly touched, taut skin only a hair's breadth away, but then momentum would whirl them apart, and they would withdraw for a second, only to join again. Their sinuous forms wove together like twisting ropes of windblown smoke.

I believe, Eragon, that you are full of love and that you are looking for one who will reciprocate your affection. No shame exists in that.

It is an overactive imagination that turns men into cowards, not a surfeit of fear, as many believe

Those whom we most love are often the most alien to us.

Root of a tree, fruit of a vine, let me pass by this blood of mine.

Her sculptured face was as perfect as a painting.

besides, how can you cheat a cheater?

If he fancied her anymore," Saphira said to both Eragon and Roran, "I'd be trying to kiss Arya myself." "Saphira!" Mortified, Eragon swatted her on the leg.

Regardless of whether I can shift my affections to another - and the heart, as you observed, is a notoriously fickle beast - the question remains: should I?

Never ask an elf for help; they might decide your better off dead, eh?" (Orik) (Eldest) (Page 207)

From the inheritance series book one Eragon. Broom The sands of time cannot be stopped years pass whether we will them or not, but we can remember.......what has been lost may yet live on in memories, that which you will hear is imperfect and fragmented yet treasure it for without you it does not exist.

My mind is the only sanctuary that has not been stolen from me.

It goes as it does,Argetlam.You cannot hurry perfection.

Treat all fairly or they will seek revenge.

They enveloped each other within the folds of their thoughts, holding each other with an intimacy no physical embrace could replicate, allowing their identities to merge once again. Their greatest comfort was a simple one: they were no longer alone. To know that you were with the one who cared for you, and who understood every fiber of your being, and who would not abandon you even in the most desperate of circumstances, that was the most precious relationship a person could have, and they both cherished it.

It is foolish to conjure up woe where none exists.

A good compromise leaves everyone angry.

You named your sword Fire? Fire? What kind of a boring name is that? You might as well name your sword 'Blazing Blade' and be done with it. Fire indeed. Humph. Wouldn't you rather have a sword called Sheepbiter or Chrysanthemum Cleaver or something else with imagination?

Let'sss just kill him," said the shorter Ra'zac. "He has caused us much grief." The taller one ran his finger down his sword. "A good plan. But remember, the king's instructions were to keep them alive." -from Eragon, Chapter Title: The Ra'zac's Revenge.

Forgive me if I stare, I knew you were young, but even then I was expecting someone a little more, well, more.

Shall we dance,friend of my heart?" We shall, little one.

I took a bunch of pictures. You can see 'em on my MySpace page, along with my favorite songs and movies and things that other people have created but that I use to express my individualism.

m doing my best" "no,this isn't your best. We shall recognize your best when it appears

Life is both pain and pleasure. If this is the price you must pay for the hours you enjoy, is it too much?

do not worry about these things. find peace in where and what you are ~saphira to eragon page 429

The best remedy for what ails me is being with you here under the sun.

Eragon looked back at him, confused. "I don't understand." "Of course you don't," said Brom impatiently. "That's why I'm teaching you and not the other way around.

From now on, I promise I wil consult with you before I do anything you don't expect. Is that acceptable? Only if it involves weapons, magic, kings, or family members, she said. Or flowers. Or flowers, she agreed.

You'll enjoy it. There is much you can learn from books and scrolls," said Jeod. He gestured at the walls. "These books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life." "It sounds intriguing," admitted Eragon. "Always the scholar, aren't you?" asked Brom. Jeod shrugged. "Not anymore. I'm afraid I've degenerated into a bibliophile.

I've never been helpless, I just have powerful enemies

Heart broken-he felt a deep ache in his chest, like that of a sore muscle, and each beat of his heart pained him

After all, how can a mere dragon expect to tell a man like yourself what to do? In fact, everyone should stand in awe of your brilliance of finding the only dead end. - Saphira

Only men would think of cutting themselves to determine who the packleader is. Idiots.

He inclined his head ever so slightly, displaying with his bearing the supreme confidence, even arrogance, that is the sole providence of cats, dragons, and certain highborn women.

But ask yourself this Eragon: If gods exist, have they been good custodians of alagaesia? Death, sickness, poverty, tyranny and countless other miseries stalk the land. If this is the handiwork of divine beings, then they are to be rebelled against and overthrown, not given obeisance, obedience, and reverance.

Are not all religions strange to those who stand outside of them?

They have not the heart for this battle. So think of your families, think of your homes, and remember it is they you are fighting for.

See this pebble?" "Yes." "Take it." Eragon did and stared at the unremarkable lump. It was dull black, smooth, and as large as the end of his thumb. There were countless stones like it on the trail. "This is your training." Eragon looked back at him, confused. "I don't understand." "Of course you don't," said Brom impatiently. "That's why I'm teaching you and not the other way around. Now stop talking or we'll never get anywhere.

The poison dart hidden in the raisin tart.

...life is in Fate's hands now. You made your choice to stay... it's too late to change that, so stop agonizing over it.... You're making my scales itch. Saphira, from "Eragon

From now on you're going to have to think. There's a reason why we're born with brains in our heads, not rocks.

Do I look dead to you?!

Your troubles will always bve my troubles,so long as were married.

My mind is the only sanctuary that has not been stolen from me. Men have tried to breach it before, but I've learned to defend it vigorously, for I am only safe with my innermost thoughts.

When you can have anything you want by uttering a few words, the goal matters not, only the journey to it.

I'll fight when needed, revel when there's an occasion, mourn when there is greif and die if my time comes...But I will not let anyone use me against my will.

Misfoutune always comes to those who wait. The trick is to find happiness in the breif gaps between distaters.

What will happen will happen and I won't waste my time worrying.

Congratulations, you've just been promoted!

Are you willing to die for what you believe in? The real courage is in living and suffering for what you believe.

How noble. Oh we would fell many...-you with magic and blade, whilst my weapons would be tooth and claw-but it would be futile in the end. They are too numerous.... We cannot defeat them, only be defeated. - Saphira

May your swords stay sharp -Brom