Wise? No, I simply learned to think.

A man rarely knows the day and hour when he will die. I could be killed any moment and there's not a blasted thing I can do about it.

I refuse to repent, and I won't plague myself over what is done and past

Books should go where they will be most appreciated, and not sit unread, gathering dust on a forgotten shelf, don't you agree?

It is a better world. A place where we ate responsible for our actions, where we can be kind to one another because we want to and becauseit is the right thing to do instead of being frightened into behaving by the threat of divine punishment.

My mind is the only sanctuary that has not been stolen from me.

Really! Between you and Eragon, I seem to spend most of my time among the Varden healing people to silly to realize they need to avoid getting chopped into tiny little pieces