Ajihad: You are an enigma, Eragon, a quandary that no one knows how to solve.

Into the sky to win or die.

Eragon cried out, and in his desperation he reached for Saphira and the Eldunarí... and without meaning to, he drew from their stories of energy. And with that energy he cast a spell. It was a spell without words... His was a spell of instinct and emotion; language could not contain it.

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

I'm healthy as an ox. And you?" "To compare myself with a bovine would be both ridiculous and insulting, but I'm fit as ever, if that is what you are asking.

Those whom we most love are often the most alien to us.

Fame or infamy, either one is preferable to being forgotten when you have passed from this realm.