The way everyone looked at me made me uncomfortable. Even Edward. It was like I had grown a hundred feet during the course of the morning. I tried to ignore the impressed looks, mostly keeping my eyes on Nessie’s sleeping face and Jacob’s unchanged expression. I would always be just Bella to him, and that was a relief. Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 39, p.747

Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.

Body and soul. Two different things

For one half second, I wondered what it would feel like to put my hand in the fire. What it would feel like when I burned.

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.

"You’re exactly like Charlie." She'd sighed, resigned. "Once you make up your mind, there is no reasoning with you. Of course, exactly like Charlie, you stick by your decisions, too."

I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.