So it’s still standing?” he managed to get out between his snickers. “I would’ve thought you two had knocked it to rubble… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“So it's still standing? I would've thought you two had knocked it to rubble by now. What were you doing last night?… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“This is making me sick, Jacob. Can you imagine what this feels like to me? I don’t even like Bella Swan. And… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
My last night as Isabella Swan. Tomorrow night, I would be Bella Cullen. Though the whole marriage ordeal was a thorn in… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
It will be as if I'd never existed. The words ran through my head, lacking the perfect clarity of my hallucination last… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Edward: It wasn't the worst night of my life. Jake: Did it make the top ten? Edward: Possibly. But, if I had… — 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
