Stephenie meyer quotes

Without the existence of the opposite, the concept has no meaning.

I tried to concentrate on the angel's voice instead. "Bella, please! Bella, listen to me, please, please, please, Bella, please!" he begged. Yes, I wanted to say. Anything. But I couldn't find my lips. "Carlisle!" the angel called, agony in his perfect voice. "Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no!" And the angel was sobbing tearless, broken sobs. The angel shouldn't weep, it was wrong. I tried to find him, to tell him everything was fine, but the water was so deep, it was pressing on me, and I couldn't breathe.

‎Imprinting on someone is like... Like when you see her... Everything changes. All of a sudden, its not gravity holding you to the planet. It's her... Nothing else matters.

My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?

My first feeling was that there was no way to continue. Writing isn't like math;in math, two plus two always equals four no matter what your mood is like. With writing, the way you feel changes everything.

No, I had never intentionally caused anyone physical pain, but I had hurt Ian deeply enough just by hurting myself. Human lives were so impossibly tangled. What a mess.

I felt like I was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares, the one where you have to run, run till your lungs burst, but you can't make your body move fast enough... But this was no dream, and, unlike the nightmare, I wasn't running for my life: I was racing to save something infinitely more precious. My own life meant little to me today.

I'm gonna fight for you, until your heart stops beating.

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.

I'd rather know what you're thinking - even if what you're thinking is insane.

It's the strange world.' 'The strangest.

Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.

Something I've never seen in all my lives. I'm staring at... hope." - Wanda

Here's to responsibility," he toasted. "Twice a week." "And recklessness every day in between," I emphasized. He grinned and touched his can to mine.

I love you," I said in a low, intense voice. "I will always love you, no matter what happens now.

I grinned at him, feeling more enthusiastic about my plan now that he was on board. Rosalie was a pain, but I would always owe her one for choosing Emmett; no one had a better brother than mine.

The way you move — you orient yourself around him without even thinking about it. When he moves, even a little bit, you adjust your position at the same time. Like magnets… or gravity. You’re like a… satellite, or something.

No one dressed by me ever looks like an idiot.

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.

I can feel what you’re feeling now — and you are worth it.

How old are you?” she asked. My answer was automatic and ingrained. “Seventeen.” “And how long have you been seventeen?” I tried not to smile at the patronizing tone. “A while,” I admitted. “Okay,” she said, abruptly enthusiastic. She smiled up at me.

Bella, there's a part of you that loves me.

Sometimes you have to learn to love what's good for you.

You think I should be as forgiving as you are? We can’t all be saints and martyrs.

You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you there.

Sister, they send you out for one and you bring back two... and a half. Such a clever girl.

I already know how strong you are. You didn't have to break the furniture." —Bella Swan

Happy and sad, elated and miserable, secure and afraid, loved and denied, patient and angry, peaceful and wild, complete and empty...all of it. I would feel everything. It would all be mine.

Darkness is so predictable.

I thought you were supposed to be pretending I don’t exist, not irritating me to death.

Why can you believe the lie, but not the truth?

how can a little thing be so annoying?

Alice was scrutinizing my boring jeans-and-a-T-shirt outfit in a way that made me self-conscious. Probably plotting another makeover. I sighed. My indifferent attitude to fashion was a constant thorn in her side. If I'd allow it, she'd love to dress me everyday―perhaps several times a day―like some oversized three-dimensional paper doll.

I believe that. But I want you to know something — when it comes to all this enemies nonsense, I’m out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland. I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes between mythical creatures. Jacob is family. You are . . . well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. I don’t care who’s a werewolf and who’s a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.

Sometimes, loyalty gets in the way of what you want to do. Sometimes, it’s not your secret to tell.

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.

Hope your new boots are fast Bella. One little jar isn't going to keep a hungry bear occupied for long." "I only have to be faster than you.

Try not to trip," she added. "We don't have time for a concussion today." I groaned. That would be just like me - ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness.

Too young,too young,she chanted to herself. Wrong,of course. I was older than her grandfather but according to my driver's license,she was right.

The bottom line is that you have to choose who you are going to commit to-- that's the foundation of true love, not the lack of other options

Hate is a passionate emotion.

Life and love go on.

You can have me the way i am — bad behavior included — or not at all.

It was strange and amusing...and, honestly, a bit embarrassing...to realize how much being near Bella had softened me. It seemed like no one was afraid of me any more. If Emmett found out about this, he would be laughing for the next century.

Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside inside me. his pain, my pain.

But on a clear, sunny day? How would she know to flee when she couldn't see any place for danger to hide?

Whatever end found us, it would not find us separated. -- Bella Cullen

There are no rules that can bind you when you find your other half.

As long as you like me the best. And you think I’m good-looking—sort of. I’m prepared to be annoyingly persistent.

Who gives an island as a gift? I frowned. I hadn’t realized Edward’s extreme generosity was a learned behavior. Bella

After all, what was more important, in the end, than love?

All the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping the strings of a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was - my love for the dead girl upstairs, my love for my father, my loyalty to my new pack, the love for my other brothers, my hatred for my enemies, my home, my name, my self - disconnected from me in that second - snip, snip, snip - and floated up into space.

I like it when pessimism goes unrewarded.

I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.

When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go.

Amazing," Edward muttered. "How can someone so tiny be so annoying?" Alice laughed. "It's a talent.

Mostly I dream about being with you forever.

I promise to love you forever - every single day of forever.

He put his cold hands on either side of my face and fixed his golden eyes on mine. "Would you please tell me what you're thinking? Before I go mad?

I am Switzerland. I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes between mythical creatures.

Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.

It's real interesting to have a soul as a friend, and it makes me feel super special that I've managed it.

Love doesn't always come in convenient packages.

When you can live forever what do you live for?

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.

You make your own kinds of mistakes, and I’m sure you’ll have your share of regrets in life. But commitment was never your problem, sweetie. You have a better chance of making this work than most forty-year-olds I know. My little middle-aged child. Luckily, you seem to have found another old soul.

I honestly have no idea how to live without you.

You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.

I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn't seem like such a bad way to go.

Thats the beautiful thing about being human: Things change.

Sometimes the best hiding place is the one that's in plain sight.

It took less than half a second for me to realize that, as long as I was truly insane now, I might as well enjoy the delusions while they were pleasant.

You are my life. You're the only thing it would hurt to lose.

Look after my heart - I've left it with you.

The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.

The worst part is that I saw the whole thing -- our whole life. And I want it bad, Jake, I want it all. I want to stay right here and never move. I want to love you and make you happy. And I can't, and it's killing me.

I made a concerned effort to focus. There was something I needed to say. The most important thing. I love you," I said, but it sounded like singing. My voice rang and shimmered like a bell. As i love you,"He told me.

If we could bottle your luck, we'd have a weapon of mass destruction on our hands.

That maybe you should make the most of what time you have? That you shouldlive while you’re alive?

By the way, I love you.” “That’s why we're here.

He leaned over to kiss the top of my head, and then groaned. I looked at him, puzzled. "You smell so good in the rain," he explained. "In a good way, or in a bad way?" I asked cautiously. He sighed. "Both, always both.

Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.

There s a difference between being in love and being in love with the idea of love.

Don't be self-conscious, if I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it.

You think of me as a... living stone - hard and cold. That's true. We are set the way we are, and it is very rare for us to experience a real change. When that happens, as when Bella entered my life, it is a permanent change. There's no going back.

Body armor. Four thousand pounds of body armor. And missile-proof glass? Nice. What had happened to good old-fashioned bulletproof?

Sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true.

I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me." He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.

I always write things that entertain me, and one of the things that I find really enjoyable to explore is the idea of love. I like looking at my own life and my friends and family and how love changes who you are. It fascinates me.

=> When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile. => Never tell your problems to anyone...20% don't care and the other 80% are glad you have them. => It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

I don’t like to lie – so there’d better be a good reason why I’m doing it.

In so many millennia, the humans never did figurs love out. How much is physical, how much in the mind? How much accident and how much fate? Why did perfect matches crumble and impossible couples thrive? I dont know the answer better than they did. Love simply is where it is.

Well, I'm so sorry that I can't be the right kind of monster for you, Bella.

You're intoxicated by my very presence.

Like everything in life, I just had to decide what to do with what I was given.

I'd been broken beyond repair.

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.

Like all bullies, they’re cowards underneath the swagger

Jacob was simply a perpetually happy person, and he carried this happiness with him like an aura, sharing it with whoever was near him. Lika an earthbound sun, whenever someone was within his gravitational pull, Jacob warmed them. It was natural, a part of who he was.

You live a thousand lives when you read a thousand books.

It will be as if I'd never existed. The words ran through my head, lacking the perfect clarity of my hallucination last night. They were just words, soundless, like print on a page. Just words, but they ripped the hole wide open, and I stomped on the brake, knowing I should not drive while this incapacitated. I curled over, pressing my face against the steering wheel and trying to breathe without lungs.

Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

Bella: "I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not." Edward: "And I should feel sorry that you're not sorry, but I don't.

Could I betray my absent heart to save my pathetic life?

Don't be afraid," i murmured. "We belong together.

You are...Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence." -Bella

Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars, points of light and reason. ...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason, for anything.

He looks at you like... like you're something to eat.

Inspiration in desperation.

I miss you when you’re not there. When you’re happy, it makes me happy. But I could say the same thing about Charlie, Jacob. You’re family. I love you, but I’m not in love with you.

But what if...what if you sincerely believed something was true, but you were dead wrong? What if you were so stubbornly sure that you were right, that you wouldn’t even consider the truth? Would the truth be silenced, or would it try to break through?

There's no law that says I can't cook in my own house." - Charlie Swan

Sometimes I think you like me better as a wolf." "Sometimes I do. It probably has something to do with the way you CAN'T TALK.

Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.

You never know how much time you'll have.

Today is the first and last day of forever.

I told you I didn't want to fight with Charlie." "Nobody said that you had to." I glowered at him. "I can't help myself when he gets all bossy like that―my natural teenage instincts overpower me.

You're not the center of the universe, you know.

Nature taking its course - hunter and prey, the endless circle of life and death.

I wish there had been someone there to vote no for me -Rosalie Cullen

it’s awful. No privacy, no secrets. Everything you’re ashamed of, laid out for everyone to see.

Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder

You’re not making my mistakes, Bella. You sound like you’re scared silly, and I’m guessing it’s because you’re afraid of me.

After all, how many ways can one heart be mangled and still be expected to keep beating?

Not many people get every single thing they want plus all the things they didn't think to ask for in the same day.