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

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

I've never been helpless, I just have powerful enemies

Never ask an elf for help; they might decide your better off dead, eh?" (Orik) (Eldest) (Page 207)

I know what we do is right but right doesn't always mean easy.

See this pebble?" "Yes." "Take it." Eragon did and stared at the unremarkable lump. It was dull black, smooth, and as large as the end of his thumb. There were countless stones like it on the trail. "This is your training." Eragon looked back at him, confused. "I don't understand." "Of course you don't," said Brom impatiently. "That's why I'm teaching you and not the other way around. Now stop talking or we'll never get anywhere.

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.