Until We Invent Telepathy, Books Are Our

Only Men Would Think Of Cutting Themselves To Determine Who The Packleader Is. Idiots.

They May Fight With Us, But They Don't Fight For Us.

Really! Between You And Eragon, I Seem To Spend Most Of My Time Among The Varden Healing People To Silly To Realize They Need To Avoid Getting Chopped Into Tiny Little Pieces

It's Overwhelming. I Feel As If I Am Living In An Illusion A Dream Where All Things Are Possible. Amazing Things Do Happen I Know But Always To Someone Else Always In Some Far Off Place And Time.

Life Is Too Short To Fight Every Idiot Along Your Way.