You are my life now.

You know, Jacob, if it weren’t for the fact that we’re natural enemies and that you’re also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you.

I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.

No measure of time with you will be long enough, but we'll start with forever.

You seem more...optimistic than usual," I observed. "I haven't seen you like this before.""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 pictures, and experiencing it?

Why am I covered in feathers?" I asked, confused. He exhaled impatiently. "I bit a pillow. Or two...

She could never understand why creatures of darkness had the slightest interest in spineless human girls.

If this were real life,Ed would have looked at her neck-bite, dead, burp, credits.

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.

You really should stay away from me.

I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.

The insane rush of endorphins that flooded my system the moment my phone vibrated and her name popped up on screen was worrying. I'd never been addicted to anything before, but I thought maybe this is what it felt like to be a junkie in desperate need of a hit. "Edward Cullen, you poor, miserable bastard," I said as I locked my phone screen and stared at the ceiling. "I should not have judged you so harshly.

It makes me . . . anxious . . . to be away from you.

Don't be self-conscious, if I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it.