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

You know, Jacob, if it weren’t for the fact that we’re natural enemies and that you’re also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you.

He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.

I had enough trouble not falling down when the ground was dry; it might be safer for me to go back to bed now.

It's been almost a century that Edward's been alone. Now he's found you. You can't see the changes we see, we who have been with him for so long. Do you think any of us want to look into his eyes for the next hundred years if he loses you?

When you can’t be with the one you love, will you stay with the one who loves you?

Do you have a multiple personality disorder?