“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.”

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?

It’s the strange world.’ ‘The strangest.

Too young,too young,she chanted to herself. Wrong,of course. I was older than her grandfather but according to my driver’s license,she was right.

There’s a difference between being in love and being in love with the idea of love.

You are the noblest, purest creature I’ve ever met. The universe will be a darker place without you, he whispered.

Billy wanted me to stay a safe distance from the most important person in my life. It turned out that his concern was, in the end, unnecessary. I was all too safe now.

Yeah, it’s an off day when I don’t get somebody telling me how edible I smell. – Bella Swan.

Driving at the speed limit–hideous thought.

Look after my heart – I’ve left it with you.

Why didn’t I just walk away? Oh right, because I’m a idiot.

He put his cold hands on either side of my face and fixed his golden eyes on mine. Would you please tell me what you’re thinking? Before I go mad?

The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow.

Edward: It wasn’t the worst night of my life. Jake: Did it make the top ten? Edward: Possibly. But, if I had been able to take your place last night, it would not have made the top ten of the best nights of my life. Dream about that.

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

It is time to realize we are too great a nation for small dreams. We’re not – as some would have us believe – doomed to an inevitable fate.

Everywhere man blames nature and fate yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character and passion, his mistakes and his weaknesses.

The unconscious mind is that strange sub-world revealed through dreams, lapses, or Freudian slips. “Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.

Fortunate is he whose mind has the power to probe the causes of things and trample underfoot all terrors and inexorable fate.

Man’s inner strength may raise him above his outward fate.

I was raised to believe that God has a plan for everyone and that seemingly random twists of fate are all a part of His plan.

Whatever our fate is or may be, we have made it and do not complain of it.

When you have made your choice, it is providence that is your guide. Good, bad, or indifferent. Your fate lies in that.