For a second I was just a kid – a kid who had lived all of his life in the same tiny town. Just a child. Because I knew I would have to live a lot more, suffer a lot more, to ever understand the searing agony in Edward’s eyes.

But on a clear, sunny day? How would she know to flee when she couldn't see any place for danger to hide?

Love is simply where it is.

I love you," I said in a low, intense voice. "I will always love you, no matter what happens now.

I hear voices in my mind and you're worried that you're the freak,” he laughed.

You live a thousand lives when you read a thousand books.

I know the exact date that I began writing Twilight, because it was also the first day of swim lessons for my kids. So I can say with certainty that it all started on June 2, 2003.