Twilight fans are literally on the verge of being clinically insane.

In 15 years or something - I like the idea of just one paparazzo coming out and trying to get a picture, and I just beat the shit out of him. I mean - out of nowhere - when my picture's not even worth...and I've spent all my money, so you can't sue me!

I remember, with the third [Twilight] movie, when we went to Munich and the entire Olympic stadium was filled with fans. We walked in there and did nothing.

The person who proclaimed me Best Dressed Man never saw me in my sport outfit.

My back is too long or something because my ass is constantly hanging out.

Frankly, I have no sex appeal. Just strolling in Los Angeles, London, or Paris, you will find a bunch of young guys like me. I am not James Dean.

Just last year I couldn't even get a date, and then this year… it's so bizarre that everybody just changes their mind at the same time.