Christopher Paolini Quotes

I don't think anybody should ever touch anybody in anger, ever.

Back off, asshole. I haven't had a woman today, so I'm in no mood for this kind of bullshit.

Honey, no offense, but sometimes I think I could shoot you and watch you kick.

It was the kind of talk that made me want to break off a limb and take to whacking her and that bunch of hypocrites across the back of the head.

Adjustment? She called that an adjustment? How about I adjust her right out of existence?

I actually had the urge to elbow an elderly lady today.

A policeman, as you discover, has to put up with a hell of a lot of abuse. A man in any other line of work would nail a guy who laid that kind of abuse on him. I know I would.

I know from personal experience, if a chef yelled at me in a kitchen, the first thing I'd want to do is hit them with a pot.

I used to get into a lot of fights.

There was one point in time that I wasn't fighting, and I was frustrated and I was getting in trouble.

I know if someone talked trash to me, I'd want to kick his butt.

I do not want to get hit in the face for real. I'll get mad.

Fighting angry and fighting mad isn't good.

I'd like to find whoever taught the Stump that extra work builds character and push him down the stairs," Neal told Kel at lunch.

Yet the basic fact remains: we live in a world marked by violence, and if we want to protect others, we sometimes have to be willing to fight.

Trace cursed. He actually wanted to hit something, but a tree would break his knuckles, he didn't want to put another dent in the truck, and Dare would hit back.

No one wants to get their ass beat to a soundtrack.

I hate wack niggas, I should really slap niggas.

People turn to violence, because they have no other avenue left.

Scott, if your life had a face, I would punch it. I would punch your life in the face.

I see those picketers, and I think you know, if I weren't a loving, non-violent, spiritual person, I would really go over there and grab those signs and smash them over their heads and shove them up their asses. But...I'm a loving, spiritual person.

Leave him alone!" Debbie shouted. "Shut up, please, or I'll kill you," Mr Tiny replied.

I harbor a secret urge to whack a salesman in the face, crack his teeth and put red bumps around his eyes.

If you try to turn me against Lissa one more time the stories are going to be about you bleeding because I'll have ripped your throat out!

Violence stinks no matter which side of it you're on. But now and then there's nothing left to do but hit the other person over the head with a frying pan.