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

Forgive me if I stare, I knew you were young, but even then I was expecting someone a little more, well, more.

Do not dwell on what once was, but rather look forward and ponder how you can make the future brighter

Arya.' He looked down the silvery river and then back at Arya, and he gripped the hilt of Brisingr. He was so full of emotion, he trembled. He did not want to leave, but he knew he must. 'Stay with me-' Her gaze darted up. 'I cannot.' '...stay with me until the first curve in the river.' She hesitated, then nodded.

These books are my friends, my companions.

If I spent my time worrying about what other people would think of my work, I would be too self-conscious to write.

Kvetha, Shur'tugal Greetings, Dragon Rider