The Poison Dart Hidden In The Raisin

No-one Can Function Properly Without Occasional Peace And Quiet.

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.

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.

Let'sss Just Kill Him," Said The Shorter Ra'zac. "he Has Caused Us Much Grief." The Taller One Ran His Finger Down His Sword. "a Good Plan. But Remember, The King's Instructions Were To Keep Them Alive." -from Eragon, Chapter Title: The Ra'zac's Revenge.

Respect The Past; You Never Know How It May Affect You.