Her existence alone was excuse enough to justify the creation of the entire world.

I'd never understood how Carlisle was able to do that - ignore the blood of his patients in order to treat them. Wouldn't the constant temptation be so distracting, so dangerous? But now, I could see how, if you were focusing on something else hard enough, the temptation was be nothing at all.

Idiot! Lunatic! Moron! Jackass! Selfish irresponsible fool!

...the way a man might hesitate before he kissed a woman, to gauge her reaction, to see how he would be received. Perhaps he would hesitate to prolong the moment, that ideal moment of anticipation, sometimes better than kiss itself.

What happens when you lose your heart's desire?

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

You've got a bit of a temper, don't you?