The trick is to find happiness in the brief gaps between disasters.

I built two forges when I was in my teens. I was just really, really into metalworking and making stuff.

We are about to change history, said Saphira. We’re throwing ourselves off a cliff without knowing how deep the water below is. Ah, but what a glorious flight! (Eragon to Saphira)

Sword, I name thee Brisingr! And with a sound of rushing wind the blade burst into flame, an envelope of sapphire-blue fire writhing about the razor-sharp steel.

To while away the day contemplating evils that might have been is to poison the happiness we already have.

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.

Better to see widely than to see too closely and allow some feature of place or situation to catch you unawares. Do you understand?