Who gives an island as a gift? I frowned. I hadn’t realized Edward’s extreme generosity was a learned behavior. Bella

I said it would be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t want to be.

I can't always be Lois Lane," I insisted. "I want to be Superman, too.

After all, what was more important, in the end, than love?

It's twilight. It’s the safest time of day for us. The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way...the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don’t you think?

I tensed for the spring, my eyes squinting as I cringed away, and the sound of Edward's furious roar echoed distantly in the back of my head. His name burst through all the walls I'd built to contain it. Edward, Edward, Edward. I was going to die. It shouldn't matter if I thought of him now. Edward, I love you.

Just because you want something to be true doesn’t make it that way.” -The Host