Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect.

You think I regret saving your life?

Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight—a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn't cold.

I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.

Time means little; I never notice its passing.

When I told you I didn't want you it was the blackest kind of blasphemy

I had the feeling Edward wasn't the kind of person anyone got used to.