Pain Is Pain. It Needs No Description.

From The Corner Of His Eye, Eragon Saw Orik Hewing Urgal Necks With Mighty Blows Of His Ax.

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'.

I Cannot Prove That Gods Do Not Exist. Nor Can I Prove That The World And Everything In It Was Not Created By An Entity Or Entities In The Distant Past. But I Can Tell You That In The Millennia We Elves Have Studied Nature, We Have Never Witnessed An Instance Where The Rules That Govern The World Have Been Broken. That Is, We Have Never Seen A Miracle. Many Events Have Defied Our Ability To Explain, But We Are Convinced That We Failed Because We Are Still Woefully Ignorant About The Universe And Not Because A Deity Altered The Workings Of Nature.

When I Saw Fäolin Fall, I Understood Then That The True Agony Of War Isn't Being Wounded Yourself, It's Having To Watch Those You Care About Being Hurt.

Change Itself Is Neither Good Nor Bad, But Knowledge Is Always Useful.