Casting is really exciting. With ‘Twilight,’ I wasn’t involved at all with the casting in the original. They kept me in the loop, which was great. They’d be like, ‘Hey Kristen Stewart’s gonna do it’ and I was like, ‘Really? Awesome.’
Vampirism, for me, was a way to live in fantasy and have superpowers, but not just in a really perfect, happy, everything is great way. It’s superpowers with a cost. It’s having to be the villain, and what do you do about that.
No, actually ‘The Host’ was totally a palate-cleanser for me. I wanted to do something a little bit different than romantic love. Romantic love is in there, obviously, because I enjoy writing about that and living it a lot.
That actually is one of my huge challenges right now because I write best at night, no question. I can focus. You know you’re not getting any phone calls, I can shut everything down, and I’m just more creative at night.
The author of the extremely successful Twilight series was rejected by 14 different publishers before the 15th picked up Twilight. What would all the tweens do if Bella and Edward hadn’t been brought to life?!
Life and love would go on. Even though it would happen without me, the idea brought me joy.
I was just thinking – today is the first and last day of forever. It’s kind of hard to wrap my head around it. Even with all this extra room for wrapping.
It’s like pain, this pleasure.
Good luck, little Wanderer, good luck. How I wish you didn’t need it.
Please don’t run away. And, um, I’d rather you didn’t kick me again either.
I don’t like to lie – so there’d better be a good reason why I’m doing it.
For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when I was angry, a humiliating tendency.
Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect.
So, how come Jacob Black gets to give you a gift and I don’t? Because I have nothing to give back to you. Bella, you give me everything just by breathing.
But I’ll never see anyone else, Bella. I only see you. Even when I close my eyes and try to see something else. Ask Quil or Embry. It drives them all crazy.
Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker.
Your scent is like a drug to me like my own personal brand of heroin.
I came to witness. I stay to fight.
I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure that I was dreaming.
I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.