she was just that shiver that makes you walk faster at night. You don't know why you do it, but some part of you remembers that the dark is never really empty. ~Anita

You take insult where none is intended, but if you will find insult where none is meant, then perhaps I should try harder to insult on purpose.

If I wanted death, Edward would give it to me. Because we both understand that it isn't death that we fear. It's living.

Still it might be nice, once in a while, not to have to choose between evils. Just once, couldn't I choose the lesser good?

If you fear nothing, then you are not brave. You are merely too foolish to be afraid.

That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.

Ma petite is not a subtle woman. Unless you say it, she will not understand it.