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 like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.

He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?" Jacob Black New Moon

Who are you and what have you done with my brother?

My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?

You're not the center of the universe, you know.

I can't always be Lois Lane," I insisted. "I want to be Superman, too.

He's like a drug for you, Bella. I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.

My last night as Isabella Swan. Tomorrow night, I would be Bella Cullen. Though the whole marriage ordeal was a thorn in my side, I had to admit that I liked the sound of that. - bella swan

I believe that the choice not to have a choice is a choice in itself.

Old habits will keep you stuck as they won't open doors to new opportunities.

Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.

I conclude that there is as much sense in nonsense as there is nonsense in sense.

...and he kissed her and kissed her and kissed her, little by little by little.

There really is a certain magic that happens when you're in the studio. And it's important in life to feel that magic: to feel that there is something greater moving all this along.

In the morning, when you are sluggish about getting up, let this thought be present: 'I am rising to a man's work.'

I think a sense of humor is the emotional equivalent of a sense of realism. One should not take everything seriously, and everybody takes some things seriously.

WhenIWasYourAge: It took a week to learn whether your photos came out okay.

Why do you treat me as they do, as though I were exactly what I want to be. Why do we treat people that way?