If Anything Happens, I'm Going To Pin

Wise? No, I Simply Learned To Think.

In My Writing, I Strive For A Lyrical Beauty Somewhere Between Tolkien At His Best And Seamus Heaney's Translation Of Beowulf.

You've Seen Things Through My Eyes.

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

As They Spread Out Their Blankets, Saphira Commented With Satisfaction, We Are Becoming More Powerful, Eragon, Both Of Us. Soon No One Will Be Able To Stand In Our Way. Yes, But Which Way Shall We Choose? Whichever One We Want, She Said Smugly, Settling Down For The Night.