He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciosness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of thought, and where creativity blossoms in its freedom from boundaries and all things are possible. — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
Life is pain...anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
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… — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
“Clear your mind of such thoughts. They cannot be answered and will make you no happier.” — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
We are about to change history, said Saphira. We’re throwing ourselves off a cliff without knowing how deep the water below is. Ah, but… — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
I don't discuss my own beliefs in public, but I will say the beliefs I've given my characters do not necessarily represent what I… — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
“Islanzadi sighed, and suddenly appeared tired. “Ormomis may have been your proper teacher, but you have proved yourself to be Brom’s heir, not Oromis’s.… — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
Regardless of whether I can shift my affections to another - and the heart, as you observed, is a notoriously fickle beast - the… — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
“You worry about a crack in the floor while the whole mountain is about to come down on us!” — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
“The only thing she could be certain of was that she existed. All else was suspect, even her own thoughts.” — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
“But you possess one quality that no one else does. Oh? Your identity. Your history, deeds and situation. Use those to shape your creation… — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
