"I was just offered a contract on your life, for enough money to make it worth my while." It was my turn to be quiet. "Did you take it?" "Would I be calling you if I had?" "Maybe," I said. He laughed. "True, but I'm not going to take it." "Why not?" "Friendship." "Try again," I said. "I figure I'll get to kill more people guarding you. If I take the contract, I only get to kill you." "Comforting."

My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you've been mean to someone, they won't believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it's time to stop being nice, then destroy them.

I`m not a morning person.

Never trust people who smile constantly. They're either selling something or not very bright.

If the eyes are the window to the soul, then Edward's in trouble 'cause no one is home.

There are only two kinds of vampire hunters: good ones and dead ones.

Maybe you’re not willing to give up a lover who’s colder than you are.