But Edward doesn’t even flinch; it’s as if he’s reading the text of me with some magic internal Rosetta stone that makes him understand what I say is not what I mean at all.
The scenery you see when you’re driving in a car is completely different from the scenery you’d see if you walked the same stretch of road. In the car you might see splashes of color; by foot, you’d realize they are butterflies.
People move too fast and talk too much, and before you know it, they come back to a place they don’t want to be – except now they know there’s nowhere left to run.
May be it took realizing that you could die to keep you from wanting to do it.
She turned to stare out the window, lost in a thousand thoughts, not a single one of which Danielle could guess.
I’m the kind of person you want to kill.
Las cosas existen mientras haya quien que las recuerde.
Bila kau mencintai seseorang, kau ingin agar ia memiliki semua yang didambakannya.
What makes a treasure a treasure is how rare a find it is, when you need it the most.
If everyone else’s opinion is what matters, then do you really have one of your own?
The Native Americans know that wolves are mirrors for humans. What they show us are our strengths and weaknesses... When I lived with the wolves, I was proud of the reflection of myself. But when I came back, I always paled in comparison.
Darkness, you know, is relative.
One of the first things Adam told me was that I was pretty, which should have been my first clue that he was a liar.
A lie, as you probably know, has a taste all its own. Blocky and bitter and never quite right.
How could she trust this man, so imprecise with his words, to take care of the burial? To say there had been a loss was ludicrous; one lost a shoe or a pair of keys. You did not suffer the death of a child and say there was a loss. There was a catastrophe. A devastation. A hell.
What good was a personal victory to someone who’d spent her life losing herself for the greater good of everyone else? -Plain Truth.
Every second, another streak of silver glows: parentheses, exclamation points, commas – a whole grammar made of light, for words to hard to speak.
Or in other words: There are no fairy tales in the wild, no Cinderella stories. The lowly wolf that seems to rise to the top of the pack was really an alpha all along.
I kept hoping, silently, that you would want to save her like you hadn’t been able to save yourself.
It was hard to separate the fact from the fiction...