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.

These books are my friends, my companions.

Death is part of who we are. It guides us. It shapes us. It drives us to madness. Can you still be human if you have no mortal end

That s the problem I ve been choosing male names. You are a she! [To Saphira, while trying to choose her name.]

Until we invent telepathy, books are our best choice for understanding the rest of humanity.

He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciosness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of thought, and where creativity blossoms in its freedom from boundaries and all things are possible.

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.