He thinks things through too much.

I always needed that extra fantasy world. I had to have another world I could be in at the same time.

But what if it were you? What if you were stuffed in a human body and let loose on this planet only to find yourself lost among your own kind? What if you were such a good person that you tried to save the life that you'd taken that you almost died trying to get her back to her family? What if you then found yourself surrounded by violent aliens who hated you and tried to hurt you and tried to murder you over and over again? What if you just kept doing whatever you could to save and heal people despite that? Wouldn't you deserve a life too? Wouldn't you have earned that much?

I was thinking, while I was running..." He paused. "About not hitting the trees, I hope.

Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you

History was easy, but I don't know about the Calculus. It seemed like it was making sense, so that probably means I failed.

thank you-for her-for everything." _Edward Cullen