Quotes from Christopher Paolini

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

The missiles would be packed full of fissionable material, and fission scared her nearly as much as antimatter. It was the dirty, nasty form of nuclear energy. Shut down a fusion reactor, and the only radioactive materials left were those that had been made radioactive by neutron bombardment. Shut down a fission reactor, and you had a deadly, possibly explosive pile of unstable elements with a half-life that meant they would stay hazardous for thousands of years.

As she'd learned through painful experience, second-guessing could be every bit as deadly as overreacting.

Pain was pain, and it insisted on making itself known.

Someday, he said, when I'm old and rich, I'll have my own spaceship. Just you wait.

En una ocasión me preguntaste qué veía yo entre las estrellas. Te respondí que veía preguntas. Pero ahora te veo a ti. Nos veo a nosotros.

Take comfort, then, that whatever you choose in life has importance beyond yourself. Importance, even, on a cosmic scale.

Gregorovich, what's happening on the station? Kira asked. Chaos and pain, the shipmind replied.

It's not easy, is it? – Kira Why should it be? Nature has no regard for those who squirm and crawl within its tainted depths. The storm that batters, batters all. None are spared. Not you, not I, not the stars in the sky. We bind our cloaks and bend our heads and focus on our lives. But the storm, it never breaks, never fades. – Gregorovich

She didn't have much faith in the accountability of governments.

Losing your temper is a cop-out. A cheap cop-out. You don't get to lose your temper. Not when lives are on the line. Violence is a tool. Nothing more, nothing less. And its use should be as carefully calibrated as... as the cuts of a surgeon's scalpel.

You are only a cripple if you consider yourself one. You must remain optimistic for a negative outlook is more of a handicap than any physical injury.

We can choose to put up with all sorts of unpleasant shit because we know our tomorrow selves will thank us for it.

As her vision cleared, Kira saw the ruins of the supply room. The grasper was a mangled mess, but several of its tentacles still waved with weak urgency, blobs of orange ichor oozing from its wounds. Carr had been thrown against the shelving. Shards of bones stuck out from his arms and legs. The orphaned piece of the xeno lay against the bulkhead across from her: a slash of torn fibers draped across the crumpled panels.

If she kept putting in the effort, it had to do some good.

When she finished, there was a long, long silence, and she could see the eyes of both Akawe and Koyich darting back and forth as they messaged each other.

And the shadows twisted and churned with incomprehensible shapes. … Flashes of images: an invisible box filled with a broken promise that thrashed with mindless rage.

The meaning or life, Kira, is moving things from point a to point b. That's it. That's all we really do. But what about when we talk? she had said, not entirely understanding. That's just moving an idea from here, and he tapped her on the forehead, out into the real world.

A dwarf was waiting for Eragon in the dragonhold.

She wrapped her hands around the warm mug and breathed in the steam, savoring the smell.

Qué probabilidades había de que los dos se hubieran encontrado dentro de aquella inmensa galaxia?

Why not, Sire?" He struggled for a moment, then growled, "Because Ã¢â'¬Â¦ because it's not respectable, that's why. What bard would compose an epic about our deeds and write about lace?

For an instant, she was certain she was dead, but … the universe continued to exist. She continued to exist.

she stirred the brew, was Angela the herbalist. At her feet sat Solembum.