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They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.

Stephenie Meyer

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
Is my mom all right? She’s perfectly fine. don’t worry, Bella, I have no quarrel with her. Unless you didn’t come alone, of course. Light, amused. I’m alone. I’d never been more alone in my entire life.
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Alone Life Light Myself Perfection Worry
He’s like a drug for you, Bella.
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Drugs Himself Love Yourself
I don’t want you to leave Which is exactly why I should. But don’t worry. I’m essentially a selfish creature. I crave your company too much to do what I should.
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Company Creature Leaving Myself Worry
Did you know, you’re sort of beautiful?’ ‘You hit your head pretty hard, didn’t you?
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Beautiful Head Hit Yourself
Driving at the speed limit–hideous thought.
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Drive Limitation Speed Thinking
You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you there.
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Mindset Reach Safety World Yourself
Life and love go on.
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Life Love One Liner
And it was different because I’d already lost her so many times, so many ways, in my head. And different because she was never really mine to lose. And different because this wasn’t my fault.
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Different Head Lost Mistake Myself Time
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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Class Health Human Leaving Split Vampire
I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.
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Change Love Soul Wanderer Yourself
When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go.
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Energy Happiness Hold Let Go Yourself
Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.
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Face Food Himself Human Raw
You don’t get a lot of suicidal vampires.
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Suicide Yourself
Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination.
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Book Imagination Thinking Window World
My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.
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Betrayal Concept Language Loyalty Meaning Myself Origin Planet Soul

They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.

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