That’s why it was so impossible to tell him goodbye — because I was in love with him. Too. I loved him, much more than I should, and yet, still nowhere near enough. I was in love with him, but it was not enough to change anything; it was only enough to hurt us both more. To hurt him worse than I ever had.

When you live for the fight, for the blood, the relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken.

I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.

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

I ached for the difference between Carlisle and me - that he could touch her so gently, without fear, knowing he would never harm her.

I always say too much when I'm talking to you--- that's one of the problems.... Edward Cullen Twilight, Chapter 5

Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going to stop being surprised?