Better To Die Than To Live In

Then, As They Stood There, Struggling Back And Forth Without Avail, Eragon Said In A Low Fierce Voice, "i...see...you." A Bright Spark Appeared In Arya's Eyes, Then Vanished Just As Quickly.

If I Spent My Time Worrying About What Other People Would Think Of My Work, I Would Be Too Self-conscious To Write.

I Need No Master To Punish Me In Order To Behave As I Ought. If I Did, I Would Be No More Than A Child Who Obeys His Father's Rules Only Because He Fears The Whip, And Not Because He Actually Means Good.

Change Itself Is Neither Good Nor Bad, But Knowledge Is Always Useful.

Not Anymore. I'm Afraid I've Degenerated Into A Bibliophile." "a What?" Asked Eragon. "one Who Loves Books," Explained Jeod.