When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Preface, p.1

Good luck tended to avoid me.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.11

My mother is part albino.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.16

stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.19

That’s Edward. He’s gorgeous, of course, but don’t waste your time. He doesn’t date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him.
Jessica Stanley, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.22

I’d noticed that his eyes were black – coal black.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.23

So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I’ve never seen him act like that.
Mike Newton, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.25

When I came here as a child, he would always remove the bullets as soon as he walked in the door. I guess he considered me old enough now not to shoot myself by accident, and not depressed enough to shoot myself on purpose.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 2, p.35

Once people start throwing wet stuff, I go inside.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 2, p.39

His fingers were ice-cold, like he’d been holding them in a snowdrift before class. But that wasn’t why I jerked my hand away so quickly. When he touched me, it stung my hand as if an electric current had passed through us.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 2, p.45

Hasn’t anyone ever told you? Life isn’t fair.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 2, p.49

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 2, p.50

No blood, no foul.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 3, p.61

I was consumed by the mystery Edward presented. And more than a little obsessed by Edward himself.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 3, p.67

That was the first night I dreamed of Edward Cullen.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 3, p.67

As always, I was electrically aware of Edward sitting close enough to touch, as distant as if he were merely an invention of my imagination.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 4, p.72

It’s better if we’re not friends. Trust me.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 4, p.74

In his rearview mirror, Edward’s eyes were on me. He was unquestionably shaking with laughter, as if he’d heard every word Tyler had said. My foot itched toward the gas pedal… one little bump wouldn’t hurt any of them, just that glossy silver paint job. I revved the engine.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 4, p.78

I thought you were supposed to be pretending I don’t exist, not irritating me to death.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 4, p.82

Do you have a multiple personality disorder?
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 4, p.82

Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 4, p.83

I said it would be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t want to be.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 4, p.84

It was hard to believe that someone so beautiful could be real. I was afraid that he might disappear in a sudden puff of smoke, and I would wake up.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 5, p.87

I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 5, p.87

I’m trying to figure out what you are.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 5, p.89

I can’t imagine why that would be frustrating at all — just because someone refuses to tell you what they’re thinking, even if all the while they’re making cryptic little remarks specifically designed to keep you up at night wondering what they could possibly mean… now, why would that be frustrating?
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 5, p.90

You’ve got a bit of a temper, don’t you?
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 5, p.90

Kryptonite doesn’t bother me, either.
Edwar

I should be the bigger man

And wish them happiness

But deep inside I still believe

That for her, I’m the best.

When I see her smile at him

It tears my heart in two

To see her throw her life away

And there’s nothing I can do.

I’ve done my best to plead my case

Explain things so she’ll know.

She’s chosen him – my problem is

I just can’t let her go.

I’ll hold out hope that in due time

She’ll leave him on a whim;

That finally she’ll see it’s best

To be with me, not him.

You told me to go on

Before you left

But you didn’t tell me

You weren’t coming back

That was your only wish

But I don’t think I can keep it

I’m lost without you

My mind spinning

My body dying

My heart aching

Please come back

Come back to me

Come back with me

Or I’ll come to you

He killed you didn’t he?

Well I’ll kill him

Don’t worry- you won’t see him

You’re in Heaven- he’ll be in Hell

He’ll be swirling in a tornado of pain

But I won’t laugh

I’ll only weep

Weep for you

Come back…

Please…