I thought about that for a minute – about what I wanted.
Because there was just one thing that I had to believe to be able to live – I had to know that he existed. That was all. Everything else I could endure. So long as he existed.
I had the feeling Edward wasn’t the kind of person anyone got used to.
Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside inside me. his pain, my pain.
You know, Jacob, if it weren’t for the fact that we’re natural enemies and that you’re also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you.
Fire and ice, somehow existing together without destroying each other. More proof that I belonged with him.
My last night as Isabella Swan. Tomorrow night, I would be Bella Cullen. Though the whole marriage ordeal was a thorn in my side, I had to admit that I liked the sound of that. – bella swan.
I can’t be sure, of course, but I’d compare it to living on tofu and soy milk; we call ourselves vegetarians, our little inside joke. – Edward Cullen.
Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to.
Whatever end found us, it would not find us separated. – Bella Cullen.
Don’t take too long, Mrs. Cullen.
I’m just here to be your friend. Your best friend, one last time.
She was thinking what I think she was thinking, wasn’t she?
Yes, heaven forbid I not be protected from tanks.
There was no way Jacob would voluntarily miss an afternoon with Renesmee sans bloodsuckers. -Bella Cullen.
You may have taken the planet, but you will lose this game!
I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck.
He was silent for a moment, staring out the window into the rain; I imagined he was contemplating the fact that his family’s presence was turning the locals into giant dogs.
Yes Rosalie, we all know how proficient of an assassin you are.
Trust Emmett to find the joke in the destruction of my life.