I have an immature, Homer Simpson-like tendency to giggle when I say the words 'seminal fluids' in public.

Laughter was like a fresh breeze - it cleaned its way through the body making everything feel good. Did other species have such a simple healer?

I'm really glad I did not tattoo on my body 'cause I don't want them. So, permanence is a very scary thing to me, along with things that don't change at all.

Despite my best efforts I’ve seen you naked before – doesn’t do much for me so no worries.

He put his cold hands on either side of my face and fixed his golden eyes on mine. "Would you please tell me what you're thinking? Before I go mad?

You scared me for a minute there. I thought Newton was dragging your dead body off to bury it in the woods.

She is mine.' Edward’s low voice was suddenly dark, not as composed as before. 'I didn’t say I would fight fair.