....avoid Roasted Cabbage, Do Not Eat Earwax,

Then, As They Stood There, Struggling Back And Forth Without Avail, Eragon Said In A Low Fierce Voice, "i...see...you." A Bright Spark Appeared In Arya's Eyes, Then Vanished Just As Quickly.

The Debate Raged On For So Long, At Last Saphira Had Interrupted With A Roar That Shook The Walls Of The Command Tent. Then She Said, I Am Sore And Tired, And Eragon Is Doing A Poor Job Of Explaining Himself. We Have Better Things To Do Than Stand Around Yammering Like Jackdaws, No? ... Good Now Listen To Me. It Was Reflected Eragon, Hard To Argue With A Dragon.

I Am Not Who I Was, But I Know Who I Am.

To Know Who You Are Without Any Delusions Or Sympathy Is A Moment Of Revelation That No One Experiences Unscathed.

Magic Is The Art Of Thinking, Not Strength Or Language.