What is a valid reason for someone to love someone else? Since apparently I’m doing it wrong.

He was giving up on keeping me alive, letting nature–or rather mob justice–take its course. When he returned, and I was dead, he wouldn't hold anyone responsible. He would not mourn. All this I could hear in those three words.

I didn't relate well to people my age. Maybe the truth was that I didn't relate well to people, period. Even my mother, who I was closer to than anyone else on the planet, was never in harmony with me, never on exactly the same page. Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Maybe there was a glitch in my brain.

Go jump off a cliff, Leah.

I have to step out for a second. Don’t do anything funny while I’m gone.

I don't have any leeches on my speed dial." — Jacob Black

Like all bullies, they’re cowards underneath the swagger