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.

Let me guess,' Ian said in a voice like ice. 'You fell on a rock.

You and I won't lose each other, I will always find you again. No matter how well you hide. I'm unstoppable.

Are you referring to the fact that you can't walk across a flat, stable surface without finding something to trip over?

Whatever end found us, it would not find us separated. -- Bella Cullen

Kryptonite doesn’t bother me, either.

If we could bottle your luck, we'd have a weapon of mass destruction on our hands.