A person must earn enlightenment, Eragon. It is not handed down to you by others, regardless of how revered they be.

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.

Applied properly, it [logic] can overcome any lack of wisdom, which one only gains through age and experience.

Respect the past; you never know how it may affect you.

In my writing, I strive for a lyrical beauty somewhere between Tolkien at his best and Seamus Heaney's translation of Beowulf.

They have not the heart for this battle. So think of your families, think of your homes, and remember it is they you are fighting for.

You'll enjoy it. There is much you can learn from books and scrolls," said Jeod. He gestured at the walls. "These books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life." "It sounds intriguing," admitted Eragon. "Always the scholar, aren't you?" asked Brom. Jeod shrugged. "Not anymore. I'm afraid I've degenerated into a bibliophile.