The poison dart hidden in the raisin tart. Christopher Paolini More Quotes by Christopher Paolini More Quotes From Christopher Paolini Some troubles no one else should have to endure,especially not those you love. Christopher Paolini endure trouble should-have For her, choices were simple; either there was an action she could take to improve the situation, in which case she took it, or there was not, and everything else said on the subject was so much meaningless noise. Christopher Paolini choices simple noise ....avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life!" -Angela Christopher Paolini cabbage sides looks With her jaws and talons, Saphira tore through an Urgal. Christopher Paolini talons saphira From the corner of his eye, Eragon saw Orik hewing Urgal necks with mighty blows of his ax. Christopher Paolini saws eye blow Her sculptured face was as perfect as a painting. Christopher Paolini painting perfect faces 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'. Christopher Paolini ivory legs way Only if you are afraid of looking foolish, and I would have looked far more foolish if I persisted with an erroneous belief.' Eragon said. Why, little one, you just said something wise!'Saphira teased. Christopher Paolini belief wise littles Ah, pay no heed if your enemies laugh. They'll not be able to once you lop off their heads. Christopher Paolini attitude laughing enemy 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. Christopher Paolini legs kissing trying 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. Christopher Paolini bruises proud should Those whom we most love are often the most alien to us. Christopher Paolini eldest family aliens Root of a tree, fruit of a vine, let me pass by this blood of mine. Christopher Paolini roots tree blood 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. Christopher Paolini eragon illusion dream 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. Christopher Paolini taken son thinking 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. Christopher Paolini skins together hair Mmm....she's doomed! You're doomed!! They're all doomed! Notice I didn't specify what kind of doom, so no matter what happens, I predicted it. How very WISE of me. Christopher Paolini cabbage matter wise 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? Christopher Paolini imagination fire names I own a book,' he thought, delighted (Paolini 291). Christopher Paolini delighted book 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? Christopher Paolini fickle affection heart