Repeat one word of what I just said and I'll cheerfully beat you to death, Mike.
You know, Jacob, if it weren’t for the fact that we’re natural enemies and that you’re also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you.
Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
I'll be back so soon you won't have time to miss me. Look after my heart I've left it with you
When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options." -Bella
You look tired." "Yeah," I agreed, and shrugged. "Near-death experiences do that to me . . .