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.

Jason patted me on the back. “Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer.” “I thought you'd chase cars,” I said. He grinned. “What fun is that? Cars don't bleed.

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

Some moments are perfect, and then someone comes along and f*cks it up. Ain't it always the way.

Nicky looked down at me with a knowledge on his face that he was holding the monster in his arms. I'd have comforted him, but it would have been all lies.

When crime busting is easier than your personal life, something has gone seriously wrong.

He gave a small nod, and I smiled back, and that was it. He understood that I'd understood that he'd understood. It took us one sentence, two looks, and a nod - with another woman it would have been at least five minutes of out-loud talking. Lucky for me I spoke fluent guy.