Kvetha, Shur'tugal Greetings, Dragon Rider

Always It Is Thus With My New Students, And Especially With The Human Ones; The Mind Is The Last Muscle They Train Or Use, And The One That They Regard The Least. Ask Them About Swordplay And They Can List Every Blow From A Duel A Month Old, But Ask Them To Solve A Problem Or Make A Coherent Statement And... Well, I Would Be Lucky To Get More Than A Blank Stare In Return.

What Have You Done?' He Said, His Voice Hollow And Strained. He Stepped Back And Put His Fists To His Temples. 'what Have You Done!' With An Effort, Eragon Said, 'made You Understand.

Until We Invent Telepathy, Books Are Our Best Choice For Understanding The Rest Of Humanity.

Haven't Had Your Fill Of Interesting Events?" "never. They Are The Spice Of Life." She Held Up Her Half-finished Hat. "how Do You Like It?" "it's Nice. The Blue Is Pretty. But What Do The Runes Say?" "raxacori-oh, Never Mind. It Wouldn't Mean A Thing To You Anyway. Safe Travels To You And Saphira, Eragon. And Remember To Watch Out For Earwigs And Wild Hamsters. Ferocious Things, Wild Hamsters."

The Greatest Enemy Is One That Has Nothing To Lose.