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.

You think I regret saving your life?

What is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.

He's got to let go of you sometime.

There's no law that says I can't cook in my own house." - Charlie Swan

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.

Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.