“I want to be a monster too.”

Maybe you’ll get lucky. I said bleakly, lurching on my feet. Maybe I’ll get hit by a truck on my way back.

It’s not the end. It’s the beginning.

It was a strange combination to absorb – the everyday concerns of the town doctor stuck in the middle of a discussion of his early days in seventeenth-century London.

Jasper chuckled, shaking his head. You truly are one frightening little monster.

I glanced, wide eyed, from Edward’s grimace to Jacob’s sneer.

Your hair looks like a haystack but I like it.

When I told you I didn’t want you, it was the blackest kind of blasphemy.

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.

Today is the first and last day of forever.

You are the most beautiful thing in my world.

You dont know how hard it was for me to take you and leave them alive.

It felt almost rude to ignore toe pretty white bed, but we just weren’t going to make it that far.

Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder.

Life and love go on.

Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.

She was thinking what I think she was thinking, wasn’t she?