Would you please tell me what you are thinking? Before I go mad?

You still owe me a yellow Porsche.

Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.

Alice: "No one will dare to call you plain when I'm through with you." Bella: "Only because they're afraid you'll suck their blood.

And then, as the room went black, I was suddenly hyperaware that Edward was sitting less than an inch from me. I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. A crazy impulse to reach over and touch him, to stroke his perfect face just once in the darkness, nearly overwhelmed me. I crossed my arms tightly across my chest, my hands balling into fists. I was losing my mind.

You’ve never been a teenager, sweetie. You know what’s best for you.

How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?