Each minute, not knowing if Jacob was breathing or not, had seemed like ten lifetimes.
The clouds I can handle, but I can’t fight with an eclipse.
The werewolves are on their was, so she can’t see anything that will happen now. It makes her uncomfortable to be blind.
That’s how it’s supposed to happen. How it should happen. How it would have happened if I didn’t exist – and I shouldn’t exist.-Edward Cullen.
Edward is so happy and handsome.
No hay culpa sin sangre.
After all the thousand times I’ve told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?
I always say too much when I’m talking to you – thats one of the problems.
I wish there was some way to explain how very uninterested I was in a normal human life.
Bella is alive after all, and Alice is here with her! Isn’t that wonderful?
No sintonizaba bien con la gente de mi edad. Bueno lo cierto es que no sintonizaba bien con la gente. Punto.
Sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true.
Sometimes you have to learn to love what’s good for you.
Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.
Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Life and love go on...
I feel like humor is a part of life. I don’t think it comes through as much in the novels as it does in my head.
I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.