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

I know love and lust don’t always keep the same company.

They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.

But it’s possible to love more than one person at a time, Bella. I’ve seen it in action.

Sometimes I think you like me better as a wolf. Sometimes I do. It probably has something to do with the way you CAN’T TALK.

Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?

So 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.

The right thing isn’t always real obvious. Sometimes the right thing for one person is the wrong thing for someone else. So…good luck figuring that out.

When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options.

After all, what was more important, in the end, than love?

Who gives an island as a gift? I frowned. I hadn’t realized Edward’s extreme generosity was a learned behavior.

Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.

I feel like humor is a part of life. I don’t think it comes through as much in the novels as it does in my head.

I figured if I played nice, I’d get more time with you.

Even if we all want you here, you don’t belong until you decide you do.

I was much more upset by the situation with Jacob than by the possibility of being eaten by a bear.

Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below!

Thinking is, or ought to be, a coolness and a calmness; and our poor hearts throb, and our poor brains beat too much for that.

In education, in marriage, in religion, in everything, disappointment is the lot of women. It shall be the business of my life to deepen this disappointment in every woman’s heart until she bows down to it no longer.

Yes, you’ve got to sing from the depths of the heart.

In my heart I’m independent, a bit of a rebel, a nonconformist.

Christian soldiers armed with virtue- hearts afire with blind obsession, cannot see the difference ‘twixt compassion and oppression

learning must travel the distance from head to heart.

Not he who scorns the Saviour’s yoke Should wear his cross upon the heart.