Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.

I felt like - like I don't know what. Like this wasn't real. Like I was in some Goth version of a bad sitcom. Instead of being the A/V dweeb about to ask the head cheerleader to the prom, I was the finished-second-place werewolf about to ask the vampire's wife to shack up and procreate. Nice. - Jacob

Carlisle: "I've seen vampire venom work miracles, but there are conditions that even venom cannot overcome."

After eighteen years of being utterly ordinary, I finally found that I can shine" -Bella Swan <3

The worst part is that I saw the whole thing -- our whole life. And I want it bad, Jake, I want it all. I want to stay right here and never move. I want to love you and make you happy. And I can't, and it's killing me.

He never leaves, does he?

Here's to responsibility," he toasted. "Twice a week." "And recklessness every day in between," I emphasized. He grinned and touched his can to mine.