Try not to trip. We don’t have time for a concussion today.

I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

I’m just going to do what I want now, and let the chips fall where they may.

Will you be?” I asked, suddenly anxious. “Will you really be here?” “As long as you want me,” he assured me. “I'll always want you,” I warned him. “Forever.

Don't worry, Mel. Miracles don't work that way. I'll never lose you. I'll never let you get away from me.

I struggled to find the words to name the feelings that flooded through me, but I had no words strong enough to hold them. For a long moment, I drowned in them. When I surfaced, I was not the same man I had been. My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?

But it's possible to love more than one person at a time, Bella. I've seen it in action.