“Shall we dance,friend of my heart?"We shall, little one.”

“m doing my best""no,this isn't your best. We shall recognize your best when it appears”

“As they spread out their blankets, Saphira commented with satisfaction, We are becoming more powerful, Eragon, both of us. Soon no one will be able to stand in our way.Yes, but which way shall we choose?Whichever one we want, she said smugly, settling down for the night.”

“Casting back her head, Arya gazed up at the twinkling sky, her long neck gold with firelight, her face pale with the radiance of the heavenx. "Do you ask out of friendly concern or your own self-interest?" She gave an abrupt, choked laugh, the sound of water falling over cold rocks. "Never mind. The night air has addled me. It has undone my sense of courtesy and left me free to say the most spiteful things that occur to me." "No matter." "It does matter, because I regret it, and I shall not tolerate it. Did I love Faolin? How would you define love? For over twenty years, we traveled together, the only immortals to walk among the short-lived races. We were companions...and friends.”

“Live in the present, remember the past, and fear not the future, for it doesn't exist and never shall. There is only now.”

“It got so that when he closed his eyes, letters and words danced in his mind. He thought of little else during that time.”

“These books are my friends, my companions.”