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I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

Stephenie Meyer

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Beautiful Belief Explanation Myself
Stop being so optimistic, its getting on my nerves. No problem. Do you want me to be all gloom and doom or just shut up? Just shut up. Can do. Really? Doesn’t seem like it.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Myself Nerve Optimistic Problem
Driving at the speed limit–hideous thought.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Drive Limitation Speed Thinking
I felt like I was staring out across an ocean that I was going to have to swim from shore to shore before I could rest again.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Feeling Myself Ocean Star Swim
Without the existence of the opposite, the concept has no meaning.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Concept Existence Meaning
What were you two doing last night, discussing the national debt?
STEPHENIE MEYER

Debt Discussion National Night Yourself
He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Best Enough Friendship Himself Love Myself
Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Brand Drugs Love Yourself
A hundred yards away, Mike Newton was lowering Bella’s limp body to the sidewalk. She slumped unresponsively against the wet concrete, her skin chalky as a corpse. I almost took the door off the car.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Car Corpse Herself Lower Myself Responsive Skin
Try not to trip. We don’t have time for a concussion today.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Conscious Health Time Trip
It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Appearance Food Lunch Share Sound Yourself
Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Face Food Himself Human Raw
Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Book Imagination Thinking Window World
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.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Choice Give Up Myself World
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?
STEPHENIE MEYER

Cold Eyes Face Gold Hands Mad Myself Thinking
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.
STEPHENIE MEYER

Drive Herself License Old Right Wrong Young

I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

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