I hate myself for liking you.

It felt almost rude to ignore toe pretty white bed, but we just weren’t going to make it that far.

The shadows didn't seem as dark as usual. Not with my personal sun along.

He looks at you like... like you're something to eat.

What is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.

He's like a drug for you, Bella. I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.

If he'd done something to harm her, I would annihilate him.