It was like someone had died- like I had died. Because it had been more than just losing the truest of true… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
What is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us. — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Our relationship couldn't continue to balance, as it did, on the point of a knife. We would fall off one edge or… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
This isn�t about them. This is about Bella. She has never been the one for you, she had never chosen you, but… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
This isn't about them, he snarled at me. This is about Bella. She has never been the one for you, she had… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped;… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“That would be just like me-ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness.” — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“But suddenly something sharp was cutting me, my throat, my wrists, my ankles. I screamed in shock, thinking he'd brought me there to hurt… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect. — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“Alice: "I'll play you for it. Rock, paper, scissors." Edward: "Why don't you just tell me who wins?" Alice: "I do. Excellent.” — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“What can I give you, Wanda?” he insisted. I took a deep breath and tried to keep my voice steady.“Give me a lie, Jared.… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Mike's eyes narrowed shrewdly. "Don't kid yourself, Bella. The guy's head over heels for you." "I know," I sighed. "Life is complicated." "And girls… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“You know the story in the bible? The one with the king and the two women fighting over the baby? Sure King Solomon. That's… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I’m exactly right for you, Bella. It would have been effortless for us — comfortable, easy as breathing. I was the natural path your… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“I felt a surge of pity, and relief. Pity because, as beautiful as they were, they were outsiders, clearly not accepted. Relief that I… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
