“Try not to trip. We don’t have time for a concussion today.”

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.

Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.

He’s like a drug for you, Bella.

It took less than half a second for me to realize that, as long as I was truly insane now, I might as well enjoy the delusions while they were pleasant.

Strange world isn’t it?

My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?

It was very relaxing to be away from civilization, and this bothered me. I should not have found the loneliness so welcoming.

Super-secret Ninja Club sounds way cooler than the whole BFF thing.

All sentiment is right; because sentiment has a reference to nothing beyond itself, and is always real, wherever a man is conscious of it.

Do not look for approval except for the consciousness of doing your best.

Sex and sleep alone make me conscious that I am mortal

Being spiritual has nothing to do with what you believe and everything to do with your state of consciousness.

Death is nothing to us. When we exist, death is not; and when death exists, we are not. All sensation and consciousness ends with death and therefore in death there is neither pleasure nor pain. The fear of death arises from the belief that in death, there is awareness.

Everyone’s projecting onto you, or you feel like everyone is judging you. I feel like I’m being judged a lot of the time. You become really self-conscious.

Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious.

Beware of sentimental alliances where the consciousness of good deeds is the only compensation for noble sacrifices.