“They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.”

Darkness is so predictable.

Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.

Like all bullies, they’re cowards underneath the swagger.

Sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true.

I miss you when you’re not there. When you’re happy, it makes me happy. But I could say the same thing about Charlie, Jacob. You’re family. I love you, but I’m not in love with you.

Just because you want something to be true doesn’t make it that way. -The Host

You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you there.

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.

Dazed and disoriented, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm – into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires.

Sometimes you have to learn to love what’s good for you.

Something I’ve never seen in all my lives. I’m staring at hope.

No one dressed by me ever looks like an idiot.

And then I saw the way he looked at her, like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.

He’s got to let go of you sometime.

It was the first time I’d ever felt truly jealous of anyone else in my entire life.

You can’t trust a vampire, trust me.