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Christopher Paolini

Christopher James Paolini (born November 17, 1983 in Los Angeles, California) is an American author. He is the author of the Inheritance Cycle, which consists of the books Eragon, Eldest, Brisingr, and Inheritance. He lives in Paradise Valley, Montana, where he wrote his first book.

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It is foolish to conjure up woe where none exists.

Conjure, Exists, Foolish, Woe

Leave the dead to the Earth. They are not for us. - Valdr

Dead, Earth, Leave, Valdr

I warn you, Eragon, beware of whom you fall in love with, for fate seems to have a morbid interest in our family.

Falling In Love, Family, Fate, Love, Morbid

I am not who I was, but I know who I am.

Know, Knows, Who I Am

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

Heart, Littles, My Heart

When I saw Fäolin fall, I understood then that the true agony of war isn't being wounded yourself, it's having to watch those you care about being hurt.

Fall, Fäolin, Hurt, War, Watch

It is better to be taught to think critically than to be told on what to believe.

Believe, Taught, Think, Thinking, Told

I'm healthy as an ox. And you?" "To compare myself with a bovine would be both ridiculous and insulting, but I'm fit as ever, if that is what you are asking.

Asking, Bovine, Healthy, Insulting

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.

Fighting, Heart, Home, Homes, Remember

Without fear there cannot be courage.

Bravery, Courage, Fear, Saphira

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

Believe, Die, Living, Real, Suffering

When you teach them-teach them not to fear. Fear is good in small amounts, but when it is a constant, pounding companion, it cuts away at who you are and makes it hard to do what you know is right.

Amounts, Cutting, Fear, Hard, Inheritance

Half way down, he encountered Saphira, who had jammed her head and neck as far up the stair as she could, gouging the wood in her frenzy. Little one. She flicked out her tongue and caught him on the hand with its rough tip. He smiled. Then she arched her neck and tried to pull back, but to no avail. What's wrong? I'm stuck. You're. . . He could not help it;he laughed even though it hurt. The situation was too absurd.

Flicked, Hands, Hurt, Tried, Way, Woods

What will be will be. No one can escape fate's design.

Fate, Design, Escape

Anger is poison. You must purge it from your mind or else it will corrupt your better nature.

Anger, Mind, Poison, Purge

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.

Bruises, Feat, Particular, Proud, Remarkable, Should

As they spread out their blankets, Saphira commented with satisfaction, We are becoming more powerful, Eragon, both of us. Soon no one will be able to stand in our way. Yes, but which way shall we choose? Whichever one we want, she said smugly, settling down for the night.

Becoming, Choose, Night, Powerful, Settling, Way

It's impossible to go through life unscathed. Nor should you want to. By the hurts we accumulate, we measure both our follies and our accomplishments.

Accomplishment, Accumulate, Hurt, Inheritance, Life, Measure

Eragon. Is that all you say? Yes.

Eragon, Say, Yes

Her sculptured face was as perfect as a painting.

Face, Faces, Painting, Perfect, Sculptured

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