I, the soul named Wanderer, love you, human Ian and that will never change no matter what I might become. If I… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Isabella Swan?” He looked up at me through his impossibly long lashes, his golden eyes soft but, somehow, still scorching. “I promise… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“I truly love you, Ian. With my whole soul, I love you." - Wanda "I truly love you, too, my Wanderer." -… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“Isabella Swan? I promise to love you forever - every single day of forever. Will you marry me?” — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become. — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Believe me, I wanted to say. I've tried. Oh, and also, I'm wretchedly in love with you. Keep it light. — 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
