Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him - and I didn’t know how potent that part might be - that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

Carlisle has a theory...he believes that we all bring something of our strongest human traits with us into the next life, where they are intensified - like our minds, and our senses.

Sometimes, kismet happens.

Edward: Bella, please stop taking your clothes off! Bella: Why? Did you wanna do that part?

no two writers go about things in exactly the same way (intro)

The right thing isn't always real obvious. Sometimes the right thing for one person is the wrong thing for someone else. So...good luck figuring that out.