She gave him a wan smile. "And then you came, Eragon. You and Saphira. After hope had deserted me and I was about to be taken to Galbatorix in Uru'baen, a Rider appeared to rescue me. A rider and a dragon!" "And Morzan's son," he said. "Both of Morzan's sons." "Describe it how you will, it was such an improbable rescue, I occasionally think that I did go mad and that I've imagined everything since.

What is the worth of anything we do? The worth is in the act. Your worth halts when you surrender the will to change and experience life

Life is both pain and pleasure. If this is the price you must pay for the hours you enjoy, is it too much?

You must be willing to protect yourself and what you cherish, no matter what the cost.

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

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

If a dragon has already transferred their consciousness to their heart of hearts, then they will die a true death.