“Nothing out of the ordinary ever occurs to me when I'm by myself. But you attract duels, ambushes, immortal enemies, obscure creatures such as the Ra'zac, long-lost family members, and mysterious acts of magic as if they were were starving weasels and you were a rabbit that wandered into their den. Saphira”

“Maybe family were the people who came looking for you when you were lost.”

“You're right though. I should have discussed my plan with you. I'm sorry. From now on, I promise I will consult with you before I do anything you don't expect. Is that exceptable?' (Eragon)Only if it involves weapons, magic, kings, or family members.' (Saphira)Or flowers.' (Eragon)Or flowers. I don't need to know if you decide to eat some bread and cheese in the middle of the night.' (Saphira)Unless a man with a very long knife is waiting for me outside of my tent.'(Eragon)If you could not defeat a single man with a very long knife, you would be a poor excuse for a Rider indeed.' (Saphira)”

“It occurred to me that if I were a ghost, this ambiance was what I'd miss most: the ordinary, day-to-day bustle of the living. Ghosts long, I'm sure, for the stupidest, most unremarkable things.”

“Reader, suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a member of Congress. But I repeat myself.”

“That was what it meant to be loved--there were people who would never give up looking and longing for you, no matter how far you wandered lost.”