“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?”

I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was significant, etched in my mind.

You don’t get a lot of suicidal vampires.

He was giving up on keeping me alive, letting nature–or rather mob justice–take its course. When he returned, and I was dead, he wouldn’t hold anyone responsible. He would not mourn. All this I could hear in those three words.

There really is something irresistible about a lost cause.

Bears, I muttered, adding a new fear to the pile. That would be just her luck, wouldn’t it? Stray bear in town. OF course it would head straight for Bella.

History was easy, but I don’t know about the Calculus. It seemed like it was making sense, so that probably means I failed.

I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.

You should have seen his face when I started taking my clothes off. Priceless.

Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.

Love doesn’t always come in convenient packages.

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.

Before I tell you my story, Jasper said. you must understand that there are places in our world, Bella, where the life span of the never-aging is measured in weeks, and not centuries.

Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination.

The best part is coming. What’s the best part? You swallowing an entire cow whole? No. That’s the finale.

You’re not the center of the universe, you know.

Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.

Like water poured from one vessel to another, metta flows freely, taking the shape of each situation without changing its essence.

The most impressive thing about this improvement in performance was that it did not come from a major process change or an advance in technology. Instead, it came through a leadership principle that has been around for ages: Simple.

I don’t allow anybody to change me. I still walk outta my house in rollers and I take walks.

I did not have implants, I just had a growth spurt.

I love what I do, and when I don’t love what I do, I’ll make a change, I can’t be the candy queen forever.

Life is like an ever-shifting kaleidoscope – a slight change, and all patterns alter.

I wish my hair was thicker, and I wish my feet were prettier. My toes are really ugly. I wish my ears were smaller. And my nose could be smaller too.

And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her.