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Edward thought he was going to ruin Bella’s life and he made her happy. And that really was everything for him.

Stephenie Meyer

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I want to be a monster too.
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Desire Monster Myself Wish
I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn’t seem like such a bad way to go.
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Bad Death Love Myself Place Thinking
It’s healthy to ditch class now and then. To be precise, it was healthier for humans if vampires ditched on days when human blood would be spilt.
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Driving at the speed limit–hideous thought.
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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.
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I like the night. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars.
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Darkness Night Stardom
They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.
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Alice! You know I love you like a sister! Words. she growled.
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Your hair looks like a haystack but I like it.
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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?
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Maybe you’ll get lucky. I said bleakly, lurching on my feet. Maybe I’ll get hit by a truck on my way back.
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Back Fate Hit Luck Myself Truck Way
Happiness expanded like an explosion inside me – so extreme, so violent that I wasn’t sure I’d survive it.
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Yeah, it’s an off day when I don’t get somebody telling me how edible I smell. – Bella Swan.
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Day Edible Myself Smell
The absence of him is everywhere I look.
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She was thinking what I think she was thinking, wasn’t she?
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Fire and ice, somehow existing together without destroying each other. More proof that I belonged with him.
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