Forever," Edward echoed in my ear. I couldn't speak anymore. I lifted my head and kissed him with a passion that might possibly set the forest on fire. I wouldn't have noticed.

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me. Bella Swan

When I write a story, it's not like I'm thinking about what I'm doing

You are my life. You're the only thing it would hurt to lose.

If this is how you’re going to react, I’ll freak out more often.

It’s just been my experience that some kinds of working relationships are better motivated by fear than by monetary gain.

If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it?