Power makes you a monarch, and all the fancy robes in the world won't do the job without it.

Hatred is a cold fire, and it gives no warmth.

He said,'Trust yourself, mon ami. You are not your friend with his so-sad tale. And Anita is not human. Through us she is more than that. Both of us huddle around her humanity like it is the last candle flame in a world of darkness. But by our very love, we make her less human, and more.

We aren't the good guys, Anita. We're the necessary guys. -Edward

In chains and darkness, wherefore should I stay, And mourn in prison, while I keep the key.

Death cures all ills. Well, most of them.

I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petit woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you - that you would save yourself.