Brisingr (The Inheritance Cycle, #3)

by Christopher Paolini

A man rarely knows the day and hour when he will die. I could be killed at any moment, and there’s not a blasted thing I can do about it. What will happen will happen, and I won’t waste the time I have aboveground worrying. Misfortune always comes to those who wait. The trick is to find happiness in the brief gaps between disasters.

For he who has the audacity to determine who should live and who should die no longer serves the law but dictates the law.

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 of that which you are able to change.”

Whatever you do, protect those you care for. Without them, life is more miserable than you can imagine. An obvious statement, I know, but no less true because of it.

And if Oromis and I should fall in battle, our knowledge and experience, and also my strength, shall still be at your disposal. Long have I pondered this choice, and I am confident it is the right one.

😭😭😭

but the purpose of life is not to do what we want but what needs to be done. This is what fate demands of us.”

Not me in tears over here.

A secret shared is no secret at all.

“I already have one Sheepbiter here,” said Eragon, and laid a hand on Saphira.

He’s got jokes