Stephenie Meyer Quotes

And I started to cry again, realizing that it must be changing him, too, this man who was kind enough to be a soul but strong as only a human could be.

I felt excited to go to school, and that scared me. I knew it wasn't the simulating learning environment I was anticipating, or seeing my new set of friends. If I was being honest with myself, I knew I was eager to get to school because I would see Edward Culllen. And that was very, very stupid.

Bella." He strocked my face anxiously. "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here as long as you need me." "Do you swear you won't leave me?" I whispered. I tried to control the gasping, at least. My ribs were throbbing. He put his hands on either side of my face and brought his face close to mine. His eyes were wide and serious. "I swear.

Silently, I lifted my doggy bowl off the floor. Then, with a quick, powerful flip of my wrist, I threw it into the back of Blondie’s head so hard that – with an earsplitting bang – it smashed flat before it ricocheted across the room and snapped the round top piece off the thick newel post at the foot of the stairs.

Jacob's little smirk became a full-blown grin, and I knew he was picturing Charlie showing up to arrest him. This grin was too bitter, too full of mocking to satisfy me. This wasn't the smile I'd been waiting to see.

it’s awful. No privacy, no secrets. Everything you’re ashamed of, laid out for everyone to see.

Bella." Edward's voice was right beside me, relieved now. "Can you hear me?" "No," I groaned. "Go away.

and the smile I'd been waiting for stretched across his face like the sun breaking free of the clouds.

I have an immature, Homer Simpson-like tendency to giggle when I say the words 'seminal fluids' in public.

After all, how many ways can one heart be mangled and still be expected to keep beating?

That's the funny thing about knowing you can't have something. It makes you desperate.

Why does Ian think I have to kiss you?

How did anyone survive this world, with these bodies whose memories wouldn't stay in the past where they should? With the emotions that were so strond I couldn't tell what I felt anymore?

I, the soul named Wanderer, love you, human Ian and that will never change no matter what I might become. If I were a Dolphin or a Bear or a Flower, it wouldn't matter. I would always love you, always remember you. You will be my only partner." - Wanda, The Host

It was all very childish. Why on earth should Edward have to leave for Jacob to come over? Weren't we past this immaturity?

Yeah, it's an off day when I don't get somebody telling me how edible I smell." - Bella Swan.

no one had to tell me anything. I know what I am

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him - and I didn’t know how potent that part might be - that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

Don't let anyone tell you that high school is supposed to be fun. High school is to be endured. College is fun.

The Seeker needed a nice long lifetime eating sunshine.

Don't take too long, Mrs. Cullen

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

Becoming a vampire is forever. You don't get to change your mind about it later. For me, I think that's one of the big drawbacks with anything that's permanent. How do you know how you're going to feel in five years or 10 years? Even with a tattoo.

"Hey Jacob!" I felt an unfamiliar surge of enthusiasm at his smile. I realized that I was pleased to see him. This knowledge surprised me. I smiled back, and something clicked silently into place, like two corresponding puzzle pieces. I'd forgotten how much I really liked Jacob Black.

Sometimes it was so easy to forget that I was kissing a vampire.

Carlisle has a theory...he believes that we all bring something of our strongest human traits with us into the next life, where they are intensified - like our minds, and our senses.

thank you-for her-for everything." _Edward Cullen

I'd never understood how Carlisle was able to do that - ignore the blood of his patients in order to treat them. Wouldn't the constant temptation be so distracting, so dangerous? But now, I could see how, if you were focusing on something else hard enough, the temptation was be nothing at all.

I kept pushing against the black, though, almost a reflex. I wasn't trying to lift it. I was just resisting. Not allowing it to crush me completely. I wasn't Atlas, and the black felt as heavy as a planet; I couldn't shoulder it. All I could do was not be entirely obliterated.

It was amazing how instantaneously the choking fear vanished, amazing how suddenly the feeling of security washed over me - even before I was off the street - as soon as I heard his voice.

I coveted you. I had no right to want you--but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire.

I’m glad I came. I didn’t think I would be. But it’s good to see you… one more time. Not as sad as I’d thought it would be.

There are no rules that can bind you when you find your other half.

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.

When I told you I didn't want you it was the blackest kind of blasphemy

And the sound of your heart," he continued. "It's the most significant sound in my world. I'm so attuned to it now, I swear I could pick it out from miles away. But neither of these things matter. This," he said, taking my face in his hands. "You. That's what I'm keeping. You'll always be my Bella, you'll just be a little more durable.

You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me.

He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.

I grew up in a community where it was not the exception to be a good girl. It was sort of expected. And all of my friends were good girls too, and my boyfriends were good boys. Everybody was pretty nice. And that affects how I write my characters. There aren't very many bad guys in my novels.

I believe that. But I want you to know something — when it comes to all this enemies nonsense, I’m out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland. I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes between mythical creatures. Jacob is family. You are . . . well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. I don’t care who’s a werewolf and who’s a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.

He's got to let go of you sometime.

One of the many hazards of socializing with vampires. It makes you smell bad. A minor hazard, comparatively.

What happens when you lose your heart's desire?

Well, I'm so sorry that I can't be the right kind of monster for you, Bella.

I miss you already I don’t need to leave. I can stay. . . . Mmmm.

Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?

You want me to be all doom and gloom, or just shut up?