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

Sometimes you have to learn to love what's good for you.

Sometimes I think you like me better as a wolf." "Sometimes I do. It probably has something to do with the way you CAN'T TALK.

She sees things — things that might happen, things that are coming. But it’s very subjective. The future isn’t set in stone. Things change.

I promise that this will be the last time you’ll see me. I won’t come back. I won’t put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I’d never existed.

You're intoxicated by my very presence.

Alice! You know I love you like a sister!" "Words." she growled.