He was right – she was beating herself up about hurting his feelings. The girl was a classic martyr. She’d totally been born in the wrong century. She should have lived back when she could have gotten herself fed to some lions for a good cause.
Do you like scary stories? he asked ominously. Jacob Black
Don't worry?! You sliced your hand open!
After all I've seen, if I hadn't learned compassion, I wouldn't be worth much.
By the way, I love you.” “That’s why we're here.
He's got to let go of you sometime.