I Am The Victor. In The End

Because You Can't Argue With All The Fools In The World. It's Easier To Let Them Have Their Way, Then Trick Them When They're Not Paying Attention.

A Negative Outlook Is More Of A Handicap Than Any Physical Injury.

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.

Don't Defoul The Air. It Ill Becomes You. - Oromis

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