It's real interesting to have a soul as a friend, and it makes me feel super special that I've managed it.

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

Love is the most integral function of our lives. That is why LOVE is only one letter away from LIVE.

Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real world very patiently.

To know yourself is to know where you're from

If you take something then take only the best of all.

I love my apartment in New York.

This sunlight shames November where he grieves In dead red leaves, and will not let him shun The day, though bough with bough be overrun. But with a blessing every glade receives High salutation.

By putting yourself in that intense form of stress, it makes regular life more peaceful.

For Nature is love, and finds haunts for true love, Where nothing can hear or intrude; It hides from the eagle and joins with the dove, In beautiful green solitude.

I got ramblin', I got ramblin' on my mind. I got ramblin', I got ramblin' all on my mind. Hate to leave my baby, but you treats me so unkind.

Art has no cosmology, it gives us no view of the universe; every distinct work of art gives us a little cosmology of its own, and no ingenuity will combine all these into a single whole.