Did you know, you're sort of beautiful?' 'You hit your head pretty hard, didn't you?

For one half second, I wondered what it would feel like to put my hand in the fire. What it would feel like when I burned.

You're not the center of the universe, you know.

Yes Rosalie, we all know how proficient of an assassin you are.

Um," Doc said in a mild voice, "medically speaking, I'm not sure that was the most helpful thing for his condition." "But I feel better," Jared answered, sullen. Doc smiled the tiniest smile. "Well, maybe a few more minutes of unconsciousness won't kill him.

Alice was scrutinizing my boring jeans-and-a-T-shirt outfit in a way that made me self-conscious. Probably plotting another makeover. I sighed. My indifferent attitude to fashion was a constant thorn in her side. If I'd allow it, she'd love to dress me everyday―perhaps several times a day―like some oversized three-dimensional paper doll.

Super-secret Ninja Club sounds way cooler than the whole BFF thing.