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.
It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.
I’m gonna fight for you, until your heart stops beating.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved.
You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.
Her existence alone was excuse enough to justify the creation of the entire world.
Sometimes you have to learn to love what’s good for you.
You know I love you right?”“I know,” he breathed, his arm tightening automatically around my waist. “You know how much I wish it was enough.
Only you could be more important than what I wanted…what I needed. What I want and what I need is to be with you, and I know I’ll never be strong enough to leave again.
Life sucks, and then you die.Yeah, I should be so lucky.
Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.
You nicked-named my daughter after the Lock Ness Monster!
I know – I’ll play you for it,” Alice suggested. “Rock, paper, scissors.”Jasper chuckled and Edward sighed.”Why don’t you just tell me who wins?” Edward said wryly.Alice beamed. “I do. Excellent.
I am not really breaking any rules. Charlie said I could never take another step through the door again… I came in through the window… Still, the intent was clear,” said Edward.
He sighed. “The clouds I can handle. But I can’t fight with an eclipse.
How could you fall in love with a three inch worm?
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him
I like the night. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars.
Did you know that ‘I told you so’ has a brother,Jacob?” she asked cutting me off. “His name is ‘Shut the hell up’.
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 everything.
Yes, because a vampire slumber party is the pinnacle of safety conscious behavior.
I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.
Try not to trip,” she added. “We don’t have time for a concussion today.”I groaned. That would be just like me – ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness.
You know, Jacob, if it weren’t for the fact that we’re natural enemies and that you’re also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you.
Odd as this might sound, I suppose I’m glad you’re here, Jacob. [Edward Cullen]
He was silent for a moment, staring out the window into the rain; I imagined he was contemplating the fact that his family’s presence was turning the locals into giant dogs.
I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.
I wondered how long it could last. Maybe someday, years from now.If the pain would decrease to the point where I could bear it.I would be able to look back on those few short months that would always be the best of my life.
No measure of time with you will be long enough, but we’ll start with forever.
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb. what a stupid lamb. what a sick, masochistic lion.
Those who lived in peaceful nations had looked the other way as members of their own species starved on their door step.
It was very relaxing to be away from civilization, and this bothered me. I should not have found the loneliness so welcoming.
Why am I covered in feathers?” I asked, confused. He exhaled impatiently. “I bit a pillow. Or two…
Children in the abstract, had never appealed to me. They seemed to be loud creatures, often dripping some form of goo.
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
I touched his face. “Look,” I said. “I love you more than everything else in the world combined. Isn’t that enough?” “Yes, it is enough,” he answered, smiling. “Enough for forever.
Be happy that after living so many lives, I finally found something to die for
I’ve never felt normal, because I’m not normal, and I don’t wanna be. I’ve had to face death and loss and pain in your world, but I’ve also never felt stronger, like more real, more myself, because it’s my world too. It’s where I belong.
She sees things — things that might happen, things that are coming. But it’s very subjective. The future isn’t set in stone. Things change.
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
Even in the most compassionate, humankind’s limited scope of mercy was reserved for their own.
Just because she isn’t human, do you think that means she doesn’t feel pain?
After all I’ve seen, if I hadn’t learned compassion, I wouldn’t be worth much.
Hard to feel confident when you’re surrounded by horse-sized wolves. – Emmett Cullen
My lungs filled deep with the sweet scent that came of his skin. it was like there had never been any hole in my chest. i was perfect- not healed but as if there never had been a wound in the first place.
Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight—a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn’t cold.
Despite what your science fiction writers dream, we simply don’t have the technology
How sad. How frightening. To be filled with so much hate that you could not even rejoice in the healing of a child…How did anyone ever come to that point?
How? How will it help to tell you that I see his face every time I close my eyes? That I wake up and cry when he’s not there? That the memories are so strong I can’t separate hers from mine anymore?
The thing about the sun… is that it’s always there. Like sometimes, you can’t see it, but it never really goes away.
The bottom line is that you have to choose who you are going to commit to– that’s the foundation of true love, not the lack of other options
I hate you!”That’s good. Hate is a passionate emotion.
Every choice has its consequences. Some more than others
Storytelling was the most honored of all talents, for it benefited everyone.
She is mine.’ Edward’s low voice was suddenly dark, not as composed as before. ‘I didn’t say I would fight fair.
Don’t be afraid,” I said, “We belong together.”I was immediatly overcome by the truth of my own words.
I hate you for making me want you so much.(Edward)
Alice! You know I love you like a sister!””Words.” she growled.
Super-secret Ninja Club sounds way cooler than the whole BFF thing.
Well, that just sucks! I guess I’m stuck with Mike Newton after all
Alice: “I’ll play you for it. Rock, paper, scissors.”Edward: “Why don’t you just tell me who wins?”Alice: “I do. Excellent.
There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.
In a lot of ways, living with Charlie was like having my own place, and I found myself reveling in the aloneness instead of being lonely.
Repeat one word of what I just said and I’ll cheerfully beat you to death, Mike.
The irresponsible mother helped explain bella’s maturity. She’d had to grow up early, to become the caretaker. That’s why she didn’t like being cared for- she felt it was her job.
It’s healthy to ditch class now and then.” To be precise, it was healthier for humans if vampires ditched on days when human blood would be spilt.
Sorry if I can’t be the right monster for you Bella.
Stop being so…optimistic, its getting on my nerves.””No problem. Do you want me to be all gloom and doom or just shut up?””Just shut up.””Can do.””Really? Doesn’t seem like it.”-Jacob and seth
Just you wait till I’m a vampire! I’m not going to be sitting on the sidelines next time.
Not many people get every single thing they want plus all the things they didn’t think to ask for in the same day.
I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.
Maybe it would feel nice. Maybe it wouldn’t feel like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself.
Sometimes, loyalty gets in the way of what you want to do. Sometimes, it’s not your secret to tell.
When I told you I didn’t want you it was the blackest kind of blasphemy
I always say too much when I’m talking to you— that’s one of the problems….
Because through the heavy water, I heard the sound of an angel calling my name, calling me to the only heaven I wanted.
When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go.
Lie to me again,” she whispered. “I love you,” he said.
My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.
I wanted myself. I wouldn’t let what was mine be destroyed.
And so we carried on in our little piece of forever.
Well, I’m so sorry that I can’t be the right kind of monster for you, Bella.
Whoa, whoa! Hold up, there, kid. She lives in Forks, remember? So she gets rained on.
Whatever end found us, it would not find us separated. — Bella Cullen
It makes me . . . anxious . . . to be away from you.
I don’t want you to leaveWhich is exactly why I should. But don’t worry. I’m essentially a selfish creature. I crave your company too much to do what I should.
In Gym, the kids on my team learned not to pass me the ball and to step quickly in front of me if the other team tried to take advantage of my weakness. I happily stayed out of their way.
Cerulean left. I wondered if she was from Flower Planet. Blue flowers were rare – one might take a name from that.
If I got to pick anyone, anyone at all, to be stranded on a deserted planet with, it would be you, I always want to be with you. And not just… not just to talk to. When you touch me… I don’t want you to stop.
The ticking seconds pulled me toward the end. It was cold when he no longer held me. It got colder every step I took away from him. Just my imagination, of course. It was still summer here. It would always be summer here for me.
Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?
…the way a man might hesitate before he kissed a woman, to gauge her reaction, to see how he would be received. Perhaps he would hesitate to prolong the moment, that ideal moment of anticipation, sometimes better than kiss itself.
Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.
Even if we all want you here, you don’t belong until you decide you do.
You’ll make mistakes because it’s impossible to know what is or isn’t a mistake until it’s made.
There wasn’t in the beginning. It wasn’t until your kind discovered what was happening that any resistance started. That seems to be the key—knowing what’s going to happen.
Don’t be self-conscious, if I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I’m not ashamed of it.
The outside world holds no interest for me without you.” -Edward
I always write things that entertain me, and one of the things that I find really enjoyable to explore is the idea of love. I like looking at my own life and my friends and family and how love changes who you are. It fascinates me.
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 that and living it a lot.