I Own A Book,' He Thought, Delighted

Fame Or Infamy, Either One Is Preferable To Being Forgotten When You Have Passed From This Realm.

Wise? No, I Simply Learned To Think.

See This Pebble?" "yes." "take It." Eragon Did And Stared At The Unremarkable Lump. It Was Dull Black, Smooth, And As Large As The End Of His Thumb. There Were Countless Stones Like It On The Trail. "this Is Your Training." Eragon Looked Back At Him, Confused. "i Don't Understand." "of Course You Don't," Said Brom Impatiently. "that's Why I'm Teaching You And Not The Other Way Around. Now Stop Talking Or We'll Never Get Anywhere.

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.

He Tapped One Of The Ivory Spikes Between His Legs And Said, 'there Be As Good A Way To Lose Your Manhood As Ever I've Seen'.