My life and his were twisted into a single strand. Cut one, and you cut both. If he were gone, I would… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I've seen little pieces of 'Interview with a Vampire' when it was on TV, but I kind of always go yuck! I… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Um, Bella? You've got a huge cut on your forehead, and it's gushing blood," he informed me. I clapped my hand over… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Is he your warden now too? You know I saw this story on the news last week about controlling, abusive teenage relationships… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I can always make things longer than I intend for them to be, but cutting things down is just brutal. It's like… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
All the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping the strings of a bunch… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Here in the trees it was much easier to believe the absurdities that embarrassed me indoors. Nothing had changed in this forest… — 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
