Characters Are Born From Necessity.

After A Pause, He Asked, 'what Do You Think Of Nasuada's Plans?' 'mmm...she's Doomed! You're Doomed! They're All Doomed!'she Cackled, Doubling Over, Then Straightened Abruptly. 'notice I Didn't Specify What Kind Of Doom, So No Matter What Happens, I Predicted It. How Very Wise Of Me.' She Lifted The Basket Again, Setting It On One Hip. 'i Supposed I Won't See You For A While, So Farewell, Best Of Luck, Avoid Roasted Cabbage, Don't Eat Earwax, And Look On The Bright Side Of Life!' And With A Cheery Wink, She Strolled Off, Leaving Eragon Blinking And Nonplussed.

It Is An Overactive Imagination That Turns Men Into Cowards, Not A Surfeit Of Fear, As Many Believe

Books Should Go Where They Will Be Most Appreciated, And Not Sit Unread, Gathering Dust On A Forgotten Shelf, Don't You Agree?

If He Fancied Her Anymore," Saphira Said To Both Eragon And Roran, "i'd Be Trying To Kiss Arya Myself." "saphira!" Mortified, Eragon Swatted Her On The Leg.

It Was As If His Point Of View Had, Within Seconds, Gone From That Of An Ant To That Of An Eagle. For The Sky Was Hollow, And The World Was Round.