She looked around herself, disoriented, like she’d forgotten we were at lunch. Like she’d forgotten we were even at school-surprised that we were not alone in some private place. I understood that feeling exactly. It was hard to remember the rest of the world when I was with her.

Just like a kitten that thinks its a tiger.

Would you like to hear my story, Bella? It doesn't have a happy ending - but which of ours does? If we had happy endings, we'd all be under gravestones now.

He called you pretty...That's practically an insult, the way you look right now...You're much more than beautiful.

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

Stop being so… optimistic. It’s getting on my nerves.

Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.