Quotes by Christopher Paolini

No, he said, we are not alone. I have you, and you have me. And there is Arya and Nasuada and Orik, and many others besides who will help us along our way.

Eragon went to see the dragon for the first time since it had spoken to him. He approached apprehensively, aware now that it was an equal.Eragon.Is that all you can say? he snapped.Yes.His eyes widened at the unexpected reply, and he sat down ro

Treat all fairly or they will seek revenge.

But the constant motion of the flames soon lulled him into a passive state where unrelated fragments of thoughts, sounds, images, and emotions drifted through him like snowflakes falling from a calm winters sky.

We are no longer awkward younglings. Our enemies may be fearsome, but so are we. It is time we remind them of that.

We will carry your message. May your swords stay sharp, said Brom.And yours.

We only give credence to that which we can prove exists. Since we cannot find evidence that gods, miracles, and other supernatural things are real, we do not trouble ourselves about them. If that were to change, if Helzvog were to reveal himself to us, then we would accept the new information and revise our position.It seems a cold world without something . . . more.On the contrary, said Oromis, it is a better world. A place where we are responsible for our own actions, where we can be kind to one another because we want to and because it is the right thing to do, instead of being frightened into behaving by the threat of divine punishment. I wont tell you what to believe, Eragon. It is far better to be taught to think critically and then be allowed to make your own decisions than to have someone elses notions thrust upon you. You asked after our religion, and I have answered you true. Make of it what you will.

When the sun touched the earth, it spread out along the horizon like a giant yolk oozing free of its skin.

Life is in Fates hands now. You made your choice to stay... its too late to change that, so stop agonizing over it.... Youre making my scales itch.Saphira, from Eragon

A faint tickling on the back of his right hand caused Eragon to look down. A huge, wingless cricket clung to his glove. The insect was hideous: black and bulbous, with barbed legs and a massive skull-like head. Its carapace gleamed like oil.

Its amazing that a man who is dead can talk to people through these pages. As long as this books survives, his ideas live.

If I have become my father, then I shall have my fathers blade. Thorn is my dragon, and a thorn he shall be to all enemies. It is only right, then, that I should wield the sword, misery. Misery and Thorn, a fit match. Besides, Zarroc should have gone to Morzans eldest son, not his youngest. It is mine by right of birth. A cold pit formed in Eragons stomach. It cant be. A cruel smile appeared on Murtaghs face. I never told you my mothers name, did I? And you never told my yours. Ill say it now: Selena.

Perhaps no one religion contains all the truth of the world. Perhaps every religion contains fragments of the truth and it is our responsibility to identify those fragments and piece them together. Or perhaps the elves are right and there are no gods. But how can I know for sure? - Pg 479 Brisingr

Ill fight when needed, revel when theres an occasion, mourn when there is grief and die if my time comes...But I will not let anyone use me against my will.

“Go slowly, so that you do not bite your tail by accident.”

“Love can be a terrible curse, Eragon. It can make you overlook even the largest flaws in a persons behavior.”

“If you wish to be happy,Eragon, Think not of what is to come nor of that which you have no control over but rather of the now and that which you are able to change”

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

“Theres no such thing as safety. Only degrees of risk.”