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History was easy, but I don’t know about the Calculus. It seemed like it was making sense, so that probably means I failed.

Stephenie Meyer

Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?
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Exercise Faint Funny Kiss Run
And then I saw the way he looked at her, like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.
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Himself See Sun Time Way
Bears, I muttered, adding a new fear to the pile. That would be just her luck, wouldn’t it? Stray bear in town. OF course it would head straight for Bella.
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Fate Fear Head Herself Luck Myself Straight
He’s got to let go of you sometime.
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Let Go Time Yourself
He was giving up on keeping me alive, letting nature–or rather mob justice–take its course. When he returned, and I was dead, he wouldn’t hold anyone responsible. He would not mourn. All this I could hear in those three words.
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Alive Death Give Up Himself Nature Responsibility
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.
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Absorb Combination Day Discussion Doctor Strange Time
Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.
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Care Impossible Logic Person Yourself
I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.
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Monster Myself Plain Return Wrong
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.
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Bad Death Love Myself Place Thinking
Sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true.
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Fact Hard Lying Remember True Yourself
I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot.
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Attempt Lying Myself Try
He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.
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Best Enough Friendship Himself Love Myself
He’s like a drug for you, Bella.
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Drugs Himself Love Yourself
Did you know, you’re sort of beautiful?’ ‘You hit your head pretty hard, didn’t you?
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Beautiful Head Hit Yourself
When I told you I didn’t want you, it was the blackest kind of blasphemy.
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Black Kind Leaving Myself Need Relationship Told
I love you, I said in a low, intense voice. I will always love you, no matter what happens now.
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I Love You Intense Myself Voice

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