“It was a strange combination to absorb – the everyday concerns of the town doctor stuck in the middle of a discussion of his early days in seventeenth-century London.”

You are, Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence.

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.

Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don’t hurt yourself.

The absence of him is everywhere I look.

Bella, there’s a part of you that loves me.

What were you two doing last night, discussing the national debt?

Happiness expanded like an explosion inside me – so extreme, so violent that I wasn’t sure I’d survive it.

I always needed that extra fantasy world. I had to have another world I could be in at the same time.

Edward thought he was going to ruin Bella’s life and he made her happy. And that really was everything for him.

You can’t run with vampires. Cuz they’re fast. Yea? well, we’re faster.

I wondered how long it could last. Maybe someday, years from now.If the pain would decrease to the point where I could bear it. I would be able to look back on those few short months that would always be the best of my life.

My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.

Fire and ice, somehow existing together without destroying each other. More proof that I belonged with him.

He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.

I want to be a monster too.

Did you know, you’re sort of beautiful?’ ‘You hit your head pretty hard, didn’t you?

A writer should concern himself with whatever absorbs his fancy, stirs his heart, and unlimbers his typewriter. … A writer has the duty to be good, not lousy: true, not false; lively, not dull; accurate, not full of error. He should tend to lift people up, not lower them down.

I didn’t tell my kids, ‘You have to play viola, and you have to play piano.’ They chose these things on their own, and I don’t think we have to give kids every choice, but we do have to give them some choice because that autonomy is crucial for fostering passion.

Forgiveness always comes at a cost to the one granting the forgiveness. To not retaliate is to absorb the cost.

What do drawings mean to me? I really don’t know. The activity absorbs me. I forget everything else in a way that I don’t think happens with any other activity.

Some of the most relaxing weekends I have ever enjoyed were those I spent quietly with a sense of all work to date completed, and an absorbing mystery.

When you are completely absorbed or caught up in something, you become oblivious to things around you, or to the passage of time. It is this absorption in what you are doing that frees your unconscious and releases your creative imagination.

He became absorbed beyond mere happiness as he felt himself exercising control over living things. He talked to them, urging them, ordering them. Driven back by the tide, his footprints became bays in which they were trapped and gave him the illusion of mastery.

A mind truly cultivated never feels that the intellectual process is complete until it can reproduce in some media the thing which it has absorbed.