Edward smiled, I smiled, even Bernardo smiled. Olaf just looked sinister.

I want a kiss to be so believable it gives the reader shivers.

Anyone who doesn't believe that the forest is a deadly place has never been lost in one.

Patience is a virtue, but there comes a moment when you must stop being patient and take the day by the throat and shake it. If it fights back; fine. I'd rather end up bloody at the end of the day, then unhurt with no progress made, no knowledge gained. I'd rather have a no, then nothing. I'd forgotten that about myself.

Sometimes it's not the optimist you need, but another pessimist to walk beside you.

I'm very judgmental person. It's one of my faults.

You lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward." He smiled. "I don't lie to you." "Really," I said. The smile became a grin. "Okay, not most of the time, anymore." His face sobered. "I'm not lying now.