Her Sculptured Face Was As Perfect As

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.

Let No One Rule Your Mind Or Body. Take Special Care That Your Thoughts Remain Unfettered... Give Men Your Ear, But Not Your Heart. Show Respect For Those In Power, But Don't Follow Them Blindly. Judge With Logic And Reason, But Comment Not. Consider None Your Superior In Life. Treat All Fairly Or They Will Seek Revenge. Be Careful With Your Money. Hold Fast To Your Beliefs And Others Will Listen.

A Man Rarely Knows The Day And Hour When He Will Die. I Could Be Killed Any Moment And There's Not A Blasted Thing I Can Do About It.

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.

She Gave Him A Wan Smile. "and Then You Came, Eragon. You And Saphira. After Hope Had Deserted Me And I Was About To Be Taken To Galbatorix In Uru'baen, A Rider Appeared To Rescue Me. A Rider And A Dragon!" "and Morzan's Son," He Said. "both Of Morzan's Sons." "describe It How You Will, It Was Such An Improbable Rescue, I Occasionally Think That I Did Go Mad And That I've Imagined Everything Since.