Stephenie Meyer Quotes - Page 29

I watched her, waiting. She smiled. Her lips curved up and the edges, and her chocolate eyes warmed. I’d just admitted to stalking her, and she was smiling.

Edward: It wasn't the worst night of my life. Jake: Did it make the top ten? Edward: Possibly. But, if I had been able to take your place last night, it would not have made the top ten of the best nights of my life. Dream about that.

But it's possible to love more than one person at a time, Bella. I've seen it in action.

Everyone needs a little Edward in their life

I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

After a few decades, everyone you know will be dead. Problem solved.

I want to be a monster too

The best part is coming." "What's the best part? You swallowing an entire cow whole?" "No. That's the finale.

Edward: Bella, please stop taking your clothes off! Bella: Why? Did you wanna do that part?

It won't be the same for me," I whispered, half to myself. "You won't let me be like that. We'll live in Antarctica." Edward snorted, breaking the tension. "Penguins. Lovely.

Well… don’t be offended, but you smell like a dog.

One of the many hazards of socializing with vampires. It makes you smell bad. A minor hazard, comparatively.

I didn’t want to kill girls… even vampire girls. Though I might make an exception for that blonde.

Stop being so… optimistic. It’s getting on my nerves.

She looked around herself, disoriented, like she’d forgotten we were at lunch. Like she’d forgotten we were even at school-surprised that we were not alone in some private place. I understood that feeling exactly. It was hard to remember the rest of the world when I was with her.

I didn’t realize I was crying until it was time to say the blinding words. ‘I do,’ I managed to choke out in a nearly unintelligible whisper... When it was his turn to speak, the words rang clear and victorious. ‘I do,’ he vowed.

He's got to let go of you sometime.

If I was given the choice between having the world back and having you, I wouldn't be able to give you up. Not to save five billion lives.

The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow... Bella's Lullaby

But... when I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave it's mark - on both of you. I'm not sure those kinds of stitches dissolve on their own. I can't blame either of you for something I made necessary. I may gain forgiveness, but that doesn't let me escape the consequences.

How did people do this - swallow all their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every imperfection and fear they had.

At least he's alive and well. I love him enough that I want that. I want him to have what's best for him." She sighed. "I just don't want to stick around to watch.

I knew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes. I had been warned.

No point in ignoring the truth. Doesn't make it worse to have it said out loud.

Isn't it supposed to be like this?" He smiled. "The glory of first love, and all that. It's incredible, isn't it, the difference between reading about something, seeing it in the pictures, and experiencing it?" "Very different," I agreed. "More forceful than I'd imagined.