Stop it, Mom, you're making me blush.
I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.
Forever," he vowed, still a little staggered. "That's all I'm asking for," I said.
So… um… what’s the, er, date? You know, the due date for the little monster.
He thinks things through too much.
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.