It got so that when he closed his eyes, letters and words danced in his mind. He thought of little else during that time.

Anger is poison. You must purge it from your mind or else it will corrupt your better nature.

These books are my friends, my companions.

The whole of the world could be deduced from the smallest grain of sand, if one studied it closely enough.

If he fancied her anymore," Saphira said to both Eragon and Roran, "I'd be trying to kiss Arya myself." "Saphira!" Mortified, Eragon swatted her on the leg.

But ask yourself this Eragon: If gods exist, have they been good custodians of alagaesia? Death, sickness, poverty, tyranny and countless other miseries stalk the land. If this is the handiwork of divine beings, then they are to be rebelled against and overthrown, not given obeisance, obedience, and reverance.

They asked him for help rebuilding the farm, but e only shook his head with a pang of longing in his heart. I'm tracking your killers",he whispered to his uncle.-Eragon