Stephenie Meyer Quotes
"Aren't you hungry?" he asked, distracted. "No." I didn't feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full - of butterflies.
"What are you thinking?" he asked curiously. I looked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth. "I'm trying to figure out what you are."
He wished he hadn't pulled me from the path of Tyler's van - there was no other conclusion I could come to.
It was amazing how instantaneously the choking fear vanished, amazing how suddenly the feeling of security washed over me - even before I was off the street - as soon as I heard his voice.
and the smile I'd been waiting for stretched across his face like the sun breaking free of the clouds.
It must be a hard thing, to be a father; living in fear that your daughter would meet a boy she liked, but also having to worry if she didn't.
I was much more upset by the situation with Jacob than by the possibility of being eaten by a bear.
History was easy, but I don't know about the Calculus. It seemed like it was making sense, so that probably means I failed.
At least he's alive and well. I love him enough that I want that. I want him to have what's best for him." She sighed. "I just don't want to stick around to watch.
I knew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes. I had been warned.
Don't worry, Mel. Miracles don't work that way. I'll never lose you. I'll never let you get away from me.
i did know this- every second i spent with her was only going to add to the pain i would have suffer later
Edward thought he was going to ruin Bella's life and he made her happy. And that really was everything for him.
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.
Never before had I recognized the ring of majesty that was in Billy Black's voice, though I realized now that this authority had always been there.
He put his cold hands on either side of my face and fixed his golden eyes on mine. "Would you please tell me what you're thinking? Before I go mad?
Before I tell you my story," Jasper said. "you must understand that there are places in our world, Bella, where the life span of the never-aging is measured in weeks, and not centuries.
Sometimes I think you like me better as a wolf." "Sometimes I do. It probably has something to do with the way you CAN'T TALK.
Edward stretched out his arm, his hand curled into a fist. Seth grinned, revealing the long row of dagger teeth, and bumped his nose against Edward's hand. "Nice teamwork," Edward murmured.
Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going to stop being surprised?
Imprinting on someone is like... Like when you see her... Everything changes. All of a sudden, its not gravity holding you to the planet. It's her... Nothing else matters.
Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.
Maybe you'll get lucky." I said bleakly, lurching on my feet. "Maybe I'll get hit by a truck on my way back.
That's not very attractive behavior, Bella." he said. " Forgiveness is divine. "Mind your own buisness.
It was all very childish. Why on earth should Edward have to leave for Jacob to come over? Weren't we past this immaturity?
The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow... Bella's Lullaby