Sometimes ideas feel like they were already there, and that you're just discovering them.

How old are you?” she asked. My answer was automatic and ingrained. “Seventeen.” “And how long have you been seventeen?” I tried not to smile at the patronizing tone. “A while,” I admitted. “Okay,” she said, abruptly enthusiastic. She smiled up at me.

I didn't want the life that made sense. Not if the chaos meant i could have Bella.

"You've experienced the way I can manipulate the emotions around myself, Bella, but I wonder if you realize how the feelings in a room affect me. I live every day in a climate of emotion. For the first century of my life, I lived in a world of bloodthirsty vengeance. Hate was my constant companion." - Jasper Hale

After all, how many ways can one heart be mangled and still be expected to keep beating?

Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don’t hurt yourself.

I hear voices in my mind and you're worried that you're the freak,” he laughed.