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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?

Stephenie Meyer

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The absence of him is everywhere I look.
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I was all braced for the wrath that was going to put grizzlies to shame, and this is what I get? I should infuriate you more often.
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I’d rather die than be with anyone but you.
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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.
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