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.

So eager for eternal damnation.

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.

It was all very childish. Why on earth should Edward have to leave for Jacob to come over? Weren't we past this immaturity?

The irresponsible mother helped explain bella's maturity. She'd had to grow up early, to become the caretaker. That's why she didn't like being cared for- she felt it was her job.

There’s something… strange about the way you two are together. The way he watches you — it’s so… protective. Like he’s about to throw himself in front of a bullet to save you or something.

She sees things — things that might happen, things that are coming. But it’s very subjective. The future isn’t set in stone. Things change.