Characters Are Born From Necessity.

Life Is Pain...anyone Who Tells You Otherwise Is Selling Something

My Heart Died A While Back. [eragon]

They Enveloped Each Other Within The Folds Of Their Thoughts, Holding Each Other With An Intimacy No Physical Embrace Could Replicate, Allowing Their Identities To Merge Once Again. Their Greatest Comfort Was A Simple One: They Were No Longer Alone. To Know That You Were With The One Who Cared For You, And Who Understood Every Fiber Of Your Being, And Who Would Not Abandon You Even In The Most Desperate Of Circumstances, That Was The Most Precious Relationship A Person Could Have, And They Both Cherished It.

Saphira Waved Her Tail, The Tip Whistling Loudly. "i'm Not Asking You To. However, If We Attack First, We May Gain The Advantage." "have You Gone Crazy? They'll..." Eragon's Voice Trailed Off As He Thought About It. "they Won't Be Able To Do A Thing." "exactly," Said Saphira. "we Can Inflict Lots Of Damage From A Safe Height." "let's Drop Rocks On Them!

The Future Will Be What It Will, And Fretting About It Will Only Make Your Fears More Likely To Come True.