I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.
STEPHENIE MEYERI can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.
STEPHENIE MEYERAnd then I saw the way he looked at her, like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.
STEPHENIE MEYERDriving at the speed limit–hideous thought.
STEPHENIE MEYERWhen you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options.
STEPHENIE MEYERHe 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.
STEPHENIE MEYERTry not to trip. We don’t have time for a concussion today.
STEPHENIE MEYEREven if we all want you here, you don’t belong until you decide you do.
STEPHENIE MEYERHe 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.
STEPHENIE MEYERWithout the existence of the opposite, the concept has no meaning.
STEPHENIE MEYERThe story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow.
STEPHENIE MEYERSo what you’re saying is, I’m your brand of heroin? I teased, trying to lighten the mood. He smiled swiftly, seeming to appreciate my effort. Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.
STEPHENIE MEYERJust because I’m resisting the wine doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the bouquet.
STEPHENIE MEYERWhy can you believe the lie, but not the truth?
STEPHENIE MEYERBears, 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.
STEPHENIE MEYERI’d rather know what you’re thinking – even if what you’re thinking is insane.
STEPHENIE MEYERAnd so the lion fell in love with the lamb.
STEPHENIE MEYER