Of course, I still saw Edward at school, because there wasn't anything Charlie [her dad] could do about that. And then, Edward… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
All I can guess is that when I write, I forget that it's not real. I'm living the story, and I think… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
It's easier to come up with new stories than it is to finish the ones you already have. I think every author… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Before I tell you my story," Jasper said. "you must understand that there are places in our world, Bella, where the life… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
When I write a story, it's not like I'm thinking about what I'm doing — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
If I were to continue on with 'The Host,' which is a possibility, there are characters and stories that could continue... If… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I feel like reading really defined me as a writer because I lived my life outside of my own body for so… — 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
Would you like to hear my story, Bella? It doesn't have a happy ending - but which of ours does? If we… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow...… — 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