Life Is Too Short To Fight Every

Here Lies Brom Who Was A Rider Bonded To The Dragon Saphira Son Of Holcomb And Nelda Beloved Of Selena Father Of Eragon Shadeslayer Founder Of The Varden And Bane Of The Forsworn. May His Name Live On In Glory. Stydja Unin Mo'ranr

We Are About To Change History, Said Saphira. We’re Throwing Ourselves Off A Cliff Without Knowing How Deep The Water Below Is. Ah, But What A Glorious Flight! (eragon To Saphira)

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

Because You Can't Argue With All The Fools In The World. It's Easier To Let Them Have Their Way, Then Trick Them When They're Not Paying Attention.

Engaged In A Fiery Dance, Their Bodies Were Linked And Seperated By The Flashing Blades. At Times They Nearly Touched, Taut Skin Only A Hair's Breadth Away, But Then Momentum Would Whirl Them Apart, And They Would Withdraw For A Second, Only To Join Again. Their Sinuous Forms Wove Together Like Twisting Ropes Of Windblown Smoke.