I always say too much when I'm talking to you--- that's one of the problems.... Edward Cullen Twilight, Chapter 5

What is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.

So, instead of panicking, I closed my eyes and spent the twenty minutes' drive with Edward. I imagined that I had stayed at the airport to meet Edward. I visualized how I would stand on my toes, the sooner to see his face. How quickly, how gracefully he would move through the crowds of people separating us. And then I would run to close those last few feet between us - reckless as always - and I would be in his marble arms, finally safe.

Sister, they send you out for one and you bring back two... and a half. Such a clever girl.

What do I look like? The Wizard of Oz? You need a brain? You need a heart? Go ahead, take mine. Take everything I have.

How did anyone survive this world, with these bodies whose memories wouldn't stay in the past where they should? With the emotions that were so strond I couldn't tell what I felt anymore?

i'm in love with you, Bella