He squeezes my hand, and my heart punches against my ribs. It's just like pain, this pleasure.

You’ve got to have a little more confidence in us than that. It’s insulting.

But if you ever bring her back damaged again - and I don't care whose fault it is; I don't care if she merely trips, or if a meteor falls out of the sky and hits her in the head - if you return her to me in less than the perfect condition that I left her in, you will be running with three legs. Do you understand that, mongrel?

It's healthy to ditch class now and then." To be precise, it was healthier for humans if vampires ditched on days when human blood would be spilt.

no two writers go about things in exactly the same way (intro)

He's like a drug for you, Bella. I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.

Now and then I see something in her eyes, and I wonder if I’ve ever grasped how much pain she’s really in.