Let'sss just kill him," said the shorter Ra'zac. "He has caused us much grief." The taller one ran his finger down his sword. "A good plan. But remember, the king's instructions were to keep them alive." -from Eragon, Chapter Title: The Ra'zac's Revenge.

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

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

Saphira waved her tail, the tip whistling loudly. "I'm not asking you to. However, if we attack first, we may gain the advantage." "Have you gone crazy? They'll..." Eragon's voice trailed off as he thought about it. "They won't be able to do a thing." "Exactly," said Saphira. "We can inflict lots of damage from a safe height." "Let's drop rocks on them!

But anyone with the time and the inclination can acquire technical proficiency. To achieve greatness, though, that requires artistry. That requires imagination and thoughtfulness.

Wind howled throught the night, carrying the scent that would change the world.

Love can be a terrible curse, Eragon. It can make you overlook even the largest flaws in a person's behavior.