He was giving up on keeping me alive, letting nature–or rather mob justice–take its course. When he returned, and I was dead, he wouldn't hold anyone responsible. He would not mourn. All this I could hear in those three words.

Vampirism, for me, was a way to live in fantasy and have superpowers, but not just in a really perfect, happy, everything is great way. It's superpowers with a cost. It's having to be the villain, and what do you do about that.

Jasper? What do vampires do for bachelor parties? You're not taking him to a strip club, are you?

It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and look pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape.

She sees things — things that might happen, things that are coming. But it’s very subjective. The future isn’t set in stone. Things change.

Do you ever think that your life might be easier if you weren't in love with me?" — Edward Cullen

Trust Emmett to find the joke in the destruction of my life.