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

You are so bizarre, even for a human. Thanks.

The absence of him is everywhere I look.

I’d been broken beyond repair.

You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.

I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.

You look tired. Yeah, I agreed, and shrugged. Near-death experiences do that to me.

We should have been wiser; we should have died yesterday.

He was right – she was beating herself up about hurting his feelings. The girl was a classic martyr. She’d totally been born in the wrong century. She should have lived back when she could have gotten herself fed to some lions for a good cause.

My last night as Isabella Swan. Tomorrow night, I would be Bella Cullen. Though the whole marriage ordeal was a thorn in my side, I had to admit that I liked the sound of that. – bella swan

Why can you believe the lie, but not the truth?

And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.

After a few decades, everyone you know will be dead. Problem solved.

My first feeling was that there was no way to continue. Writing isn’t like math;in math, two plus two always equals four no matter what your mood is like. With writing, the way you feel changes everything.

Alice! You know I love you like a sister! Words. she growled.

I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot.

I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.