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So what are you going to tell her? A little help? I pleaded. What does she want to know? He shook his head, grinning wickedly. That’s not fair. No, you not sharing what you know-now that’s not fair.

Stephenie Meyer

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

Fact Hard Lying Remember True Yourself
I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was significant, etched in my mind.
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Flow Mindset Myself Stand Thinking Time
You are so bizarre, even for a human. Thanks.
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Human Nature Weird Yourself
Is my mom all right? She’s perfectly fine. don’t worry, Bella, I have no quarrel with her. Unless you didn’t come alone, of course. Light, amused. I’m alone. I’d never been more alone in my entire life.
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Alone Life Light Myself Perfection Worry
You dont know how hard it was for me to take you and leave them alive.
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Alive Hard Myself Save Unknown Yourself
He’s got to let go of you sometime.
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Let Go Time Yourself
Strange world isn’t it?
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One Liner Strange World
Edward was always focused, watching and also listening to what others couldn’t see.
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Focus Listening See Watch Yourself
He was right – she was beating herself up about hurting his feelings. The girl was a classic martyr. She’d totally been born in the wrong century. She should have lived back when she could have gotten herself fed to some lions for a good cause.
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Beat Born Classic Goodness Herself Reason Right Wrong
I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.
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Beautiful Different Face Human Myself Self Love Stare
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
Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?
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Exercise Faint Funny Kiss Run
So what are you going to tell her? A little help? I pleaded. What does she want to know? He shook his head, grinning wickedly. That’s not fair. No, you not sharing what you know-now that’s not fair.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Fair Head Help Herself Knowledge Share Talk Yourself
Something I’ve never seen in all my lives. I’m staring at hope.
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Hope Live Myself See Stare
Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.
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Face Food Himself Human Raw
The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow.
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Darkness Hair Pillow Story Thick

So what are you going to tell her? A little help? I pleaded. What does she want to know? He shook his head, grinning wickedly. That’s not fair. No, you not sharing what you know-now that’s not fair.

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So what are you going to tell her? A little help? I pleaded. What does she want to know? He shook his head, grinning wickedly. That’s not fair. No, you not sharing what you know-now that’s not fair.

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