The debate raged on for so long, at last Saphira had interrupted with a roar that shook the walls of the command tent. Then she said, I am sore and tired, and Eragon is doing a poor job of explaining himself. We have better things to do than stand around yammering like jackdaws, no? ... Good now listen to me. It was reflected Eragon, hard to argue with a dragon.

m doing my best" "no,this isn't your best. We shall recognize your best when it appears

To while away the day contemplating evils that might have been is to poison the happiness we already have.

Whatever you make, base it upon that which is most important to you. Only then will it have depth and meaning, and only then will it resonate with others.

For her, choices were simple; either there was an action she could take to improve the situation, in which case she took it, or there was not, and everything else said on the subject was so much meaningless noise.

do not worry about these things. find peace in where and what you are ~saphira to eragon page 429

The monsters of the mind are far worse than those that actually exist.