I couldn’t get the words exactly right; I only remembered wishing that Jacob were my brother so that we could love each other without any confusion or pain.

Children in the abstract, had never appealed to me. They seemed to be loud creatures, often dripping some form of goo.

No one could be still like Edward.

Jealous, O’Shea?" "Actually… I am.

Sometimes I’m afraid that I’m losing myself.

That’s Edward. He’s gorgeous, of course, but don’t waste your time. He doesn’t date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him.

Alice is the most… supportive.