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

When you live for the fight, for the blood, the relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken.

I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.

When I write a story, it's not like I'm thinking about what I'm doing

Leah: "That is easily the freakin’ grossest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. Yuck. If there was anything in my stomach, it would be coming back." Seth: "They are vampires, I guess. I mean, it makes sense, and if it helps Bella, it’s a good thing, right?" Leah and Jake stare at Seth. Seth: "What?" Leah: "Mom dropped him a lot when he was a baby." Jake: "On his head apparently." Leah: "He used to gnaw on the crib bars, too." Jake: "Lead paint?" Leah: "Looks like it." Seth: "Funny. Why don’t you two shut up and sleep?

Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.

It's not the end. It's the beginning.