Humans were always surprising me.
He squeezes my hand, and my heart punches against my ribs. It's just like pain, this pleasure.
Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder
Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?
Every choice has its consequences. Some more than others
It's sad when you can't make everyone happy, though. It's impossible but, at the same time, you still hope. You think, 'Maybe I can do it,' but you know you can't. But gosh, if I had to rely on giving...
What is a valid reason for someone to love someone else? Since apparently I’m doing it wrong.
My first feeling was that there was no way to continue. Writing isn't like math;in math, two plus two always equals four no matter what your mood is like. With writing, the way you feel changes everyt...
It Will Be As If I Never Existed
If you really believed that you'd lost your soul, then when I found you in Volterra, you would have realized immediately what was happening, instead of thinking we were both dead together. But you did...
I was consumed by the mystery Edward presented. And more than a little obsessed by Edward himself. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I wasn't as eager to escape Forks as I should be, as any normal, sane person...
I came to witness. I stay to fight.
How could you fall in love with a three inch worm?
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb… he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.What a stupid lamb, I sighed.What a sick, masochistic lion.
No, actually 'The Host' was totally a palate-cleanser for me. I wanted to do something a little bit different than romantic love. Romantic love is in there, obviously, because I enjoy writing about th...
Who are you and what have you done with my brother?
That's certainly a problem. But that's not what I was thinking of. It's just that you are so soft, so fragile. I have to mind my actions every moment that we're together so that I don't hurt you. I co...
Stop being so… optimistic. It’s getting on my nerves.
Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Maybe there was a glitch in my brain.
So what you're saying is, I'm your brand of heroin? I teased, trying to lighten the mood.He smiled swiftly, seeming to appreciate my effort. Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.