After a few decades, everyone you know will be dead. Problem solved.

Bella: "I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not." Edward: "And I should feel sorry that you're not sorry, but I don't.

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

however, i can read hers- she'll be waiting to ambush you in class.

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

I knew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes. I had been warned.

Jealous, O’Shea?" "Actually… I am.