You really shouldn’t do that to people, I criticized.It’s hardly fair.Do what?Dazzle them like that – she’s probably hyperventilating in the kitchen right now.He seemed confused.Oh come on, I said dub...
You know the story in the Bible?', Jacob asked suddenly, still reading the blank ceiling. 'The one with the king and the two women fighting over the baby?''Sure. King Solomon.''That's right. King Solo...
You don't get a lot of suicidal vampires.
You can have me the way i am — bad behavior included — or not at all.
You are in trouble,' I said slowly, emphasizing each word. 'Enormous trouble. Angry grizzly bears are going to look tame next to what is waiting for you at home.
Yes Rosalie, we all know how proficient of an assassin you are.
With our rarely changing temperaments strong emotions can alter us in permanent ways. But he said I did not need to worry about that part – you had already altered me so completely.
When you can’t be with the one you love, will you stay with the one who loves you?
We should have been wiser; we should have died yesterday.
Though there was no sound, there was a change. The atmosphere, which had gone tense at my accusation, relaxed. I wondered how I knew this. I had a strange sensation that I was somehow receiving more t...
This love was tricky...was it simply better somehow? Because these humans could hate with so much fury, was the other end of the spectrum that they could love with more heart and zeal and fire?
There are no rules that can bind you when you find your other half.
The only parents in the world who don’t need sleep, and our child already sleeps through the night.
The kiss began much the same as usual--Edward was as careful as ever, and my heart began to overreact like it always did. And then something seemed to change. Suddenly his lips became much more urgent...
That I wasn't mad at . Can't you see that Bella? He was suddenly intense, all trace of teasing gone. Don't you understand?See what? I demanded, confused by his sudden mood swing as much as his words.I...
Some of the memories were not clear---dim human memories, seen through weak eyes and heard through weak ears: the first time I'd seen his face... the way it felt when he'd held me in the meadow... the...
Real. Does that make me imaginary?
Our relationship couldn't continue to balance, as it did, on the point of a knife. We would fall off one edge or the other, depending entirely upon his decision, or his instincts. My decision was made...
No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.
Listen up, Wanda. I know exactly what you don't want to be. But we're human, and we're selfish, and we don't always do the right thing. We aren't going to let you go. Deal with it.