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

Something I’ve never seen in all my lives. I’m staring at hope.

No one dressed by me ever looks like an idiot.

And then I saw the way he looked at her, like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.

He’s got to let go of you sometime.

It was the first time I’d ever felt truly jealous of anyone else in my entire life.

You can’t trust a vampire, trust me.

Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.

He’s like a drug for you, Bella.

It took less than half a second for me to realize that, as long as I was truly insane now, I might as well enjoy the delusions while they were pleasant.

Strange world isn’t it?

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?

It was very relaxing to be away from civilization, and this bothered me. I should not have found the loneliness so welcoming.

Super-secret Ninja Club sounds way cooler than the whole BFF thing.

Without the existence of the opposite, the concept has no meaning.

He sighed. The clouds I can handle. But I can’t fight with an eclipse.

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.

How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!

A musk deer searches for the source of the fragrance of musk, but it won’t find it because the fragrance comes from within itself. Bliss is not to be found outside of us; it exists within us.

Nearly all mankind is more or less unhappy because nearly all do not know the true Self. Real happiness abides in Self-knowledge alone. All else is fleeting. To know one’s Self is to be blissful always.

The mind is only a bundle of thoughts. The thoughts have their root in the I-thought. Whoever investigates the True “I” enjoys the stillness of bliss.

The seat of Realization is within and the seeker cannot find it as an object outside him. That seat is bliss and is the core of all beings. Hence it is called the Heart.

Silence is truth. Silence is bliss. Silence is peace. And hence Silence is the Self.

Because truth is exceedingly subtle and serene, the bliss of the Self can manifest only in a mind rendered subtle and steady by assiduous meditation.

To know one’s Self is to be blissful always.