I’m just going to do what I want now, and let the chips fall where they may.

I can't always be Lois Lane," I insisted. "I want to be Superman, too.

I knew the human exaggeration for sorrow-a broken heart.

I don’t like to lie – so there’d better be a good reason why I’m doing it.

He sparked on his body that reflect like mini mirrors of diamond

I don't want to be a vampire. A lot of other people do and I think it's that dual nature - we have, you know, terrifying/intriguing.

Kiss me, Jacob. Kiss me, and then come back.