As they spread out their blankets, Saphira commented with satisfaction, We are becoming more powerful, Eragon, both of us. Soon no one will be able to stand in our way. Yes, but which way shall we choose? Whichever one we want, she said smugly, settling down for the night.

Congratulations, you've just been promoted!

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

I warn you, Eragon, beware of whom you fall in love with, for fate seems to have a morbid interest in our family.

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

There is no more exciting sport than flying, for if you lose, you die.

Forgive me if I stare, I knew you were young, but even then I was expecting someone a little more, well, more.