Sometimes you have to learn to love what's good for you.
Good luck, little Wanderer, good luck. How I wish you didn't need it.
If you don’t send Edward out, we’re coming in after him! (Emmett)
I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me." He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.
You are so bizarre, even for a human." "Thanks.
"What are you thinking?" he asked curiously. I looked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth. "I'm trying to figure out what you are."