Really! Between You And Eragon, I Seem

On The Beach, Roran Stood Alone, Watching Them Go. Then He Threw Back His Head And Uttered A Long, Aching Cry, And The Night Echoed With The Sound Of His Loss.

My Mind Is The Only Sanctuary That Has Not Been Stolen From Me. Men Have Tried To Breach It Before, But I've Learned To Defend It Vigorously, For I Am Only Safe With My Innermost Thoughts.

I Agree That It's Important To Be Of A Virtuous Nature, But I Would Also Contend That If You Had To Choose Between Giving A Man A Noble Disposition Or Teaching Him To Think Clearly, You'd Do Better To Teach Him To Think Clearly. Too Many Problems In This World Are Caused By Men With Noble Dispositions And Clouded Minds.

Misfoutune Always Comes To Those Who Wait. The Trick Is To Find Happiness In The Breif Gaps Between Distaters.

It's Amazing That A Man Who Is Dead Can Talk To People Through These Pages. As Long As This Books Survives, His Ideas Live.