Stephenie Meyer Quotes

Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside inside me. his pain, my pain.

Hate is a passionate emotion.

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

I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn’t seem like such a bad way to go.

You want me to be all doom and gloom, or just shut up?

Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.

Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going to stop being surprised?

Forever, he vowed, still a little staggered.That’s all I’m asking for, I said.

I’m not like a car you can fix up. I’m never gonna run right.

When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go.