It S Funny To See A Hatchling

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.

Those Whom We Most Love Are Often The Most Alien To Us.

Let's Drop Rocks On Them!

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

I Always Say, Better Ask Forgiveness Than Permission.