Stephenie Meyer Quotations | Page 3

...humankind's limited scope of mercy was reserved for their own.

Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker

After eighteen years of being utterly ordinary, I finally found that I can shine" -Bella Swan <3

Yeah, it's an off day when I don't get somebody telling me how edible I smell." - Bella Swan.

I could really appreciate him now - could properly see every beautiful line of his perfect face, of his long, flawless body with my strong new eyes, every angle and every plane of him. I could taste his pure, vivid scent on my tongue and feel the unbelievable silkiness of his marble skin under my sensitive fingertips.

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

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.

Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect.

I wondered – would a bullet through my temple actually kill me or just leave a really big mess for me to clean up? (Jacob)

When I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave its mark - on both of you.

Of course, die for the monster spawn. It was so Bella.

Children in the abstract, had never appealed to me. They seemed to be loud creatures, often dripping some form of goo.

Do you like scary stories? he asked ominously. Jacob Black

Sell stupid somewhere else--there's nothing better than that face!

I didn't want the life that made sense. Not if the chaos meant i could have Bella.

Let her see me clearly.

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.

I don’t care about anything but keeping her alive. If it’s a child she wants, she can have it. She can have half a dozen babies. Anything she wants. She can have puppies, if that’s what it takes.

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

Say what you want, I still think Dracula One and Dracula Two are creep-tacular.

Ian paused and leaned closer to me so that I couldn't seem to see anything around his face, just snow and sapphire and ink.

Would you like to hear my story, Bella? It doesn't have a happy ending - but which of ours does? If we had happy endings, we'd all be under gravestones now.

The shadows didn't seem as dark as usual. Not with my personal sun along.

Only a teenage boy would agree to this: deceiving both our parents while repairing dangerous vehicles using money meant for my college education. He didn't see anything wrong with that picture. Jacob was a gift from the gods.

But never in the four hundred years now since I was born, have I ever seen anything to make me doubt whether God exists in some form or the other. Not even the reflection in the mirror.

Carlisle has a theory...he believes that we all bring something of our strongest human traits with us into the next life, where they are intensified - like our minds, and our senses.

You dont know how hard it was for me to take you and leave them alive.

She is mine.' Edward’s low voice was suddenly dark, not as composed as before. 'I didn’t say I would fight fair.

No measure of time with you will be long enough, but we'll start with forever.

The wasting of finite resources is everyones business

His gift is slower than Jane's. It creeps. It will touch us in a few seconds.

I was like a lost moon―my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolation―that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity.

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.

I'm not dangerous at all I never hurt Grandpa or Sue or Billy. I love humans. And wolf-people like my Jacob."Renesmee dropped Edward's hand to reach back and pat Jacob's arm.

It's twilight. It’s the safest time of day for us. The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way...the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don’t you think?

Leah: "That is easily the freakin’ grossest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. Yuck. If there was anything in my stomach, it would be coming back." Seth: "They are vampires, I guess. I mean, it makes sense, and if it helps Bella, it’s a good thing, right?" Leah and Jake stare at Seth. Seth: "What?" Leah: "Mom dropped him a lot when he was a baby." Jake: "On his head apparently." Leah: "He used to gnaw on the crib bars, too." Jake: "Lead paint?" Leah: "Looks like it." Seth: "Funny. Why don’t you two shut up and sleep?

You gonna back down so easy, little sister?. Not much wild about you, is there? I bet that cottage doesn't have a scratch. Did Edward tell you how many houses Rose and I smashed?

It's a little dense, don't you think, to antagonize the strongest vampire in the house?' Emmett threw his head back and snorted. 'PLEASE!' [...] I took a deep breath. 'Emmett, how do you feel about a little bet?' He was on his feet at once. 'Awesome. Bring it.

I’m a little worried about Edward… Can vampires go into shock? Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 7, p.129

The way everyone looked at me made me uncomfortable. Even Edward. It was like I had grown a hundred feet during the course of the morning. I tried to ignore the impressed looks, mostly keeping my eyes on Nessie’s sleeping face and Jacob’s unchanged expression. I would always be just Bella to him, and that was a relief. Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 39, p.747

Hard to feel confident when you’re surrounded by horse-sized wolves. Emmett Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 39, p.745

Momma, you're special," Renesmee told me without any surprise, like she was commenting on the color of my clothes.

It never made sense for you to love me.

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

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

Edward's only human Bella. He's going to react like any other boy.

I'm not like a car you can fix up. I'm never gonna run right" Bella

So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that.

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.

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.

I struggled to find the words to name the feelings that flooded through me, but I had no words strong enough to hold them. For a long moment, I drowned in them. When I surfaced, I was not the same man I had been. 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?

It was not going to be the end of the world. Just the end of the Cullens. The end of Edward, the end of me. I preferred it that way – the last part anyway. I would not live without Edward again; if he was leaving this world, then I would be right behind him.

Leave it to you, Bella. Anyone else would be better off when the vampires left town. But you have to start hanging out with the first monsters you can find.

Love doesn't always come in convenient packages.

So this was different. I was amazing now - to them and to myself. It was like I had been born to be a vampire. The idea made me want to laugh, but it also made me want to sing. I had found my true place in the world, the place I fit, the place I shined.

Her existence alone was excuse enough to justify the creation of the entire world.

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

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

the best 4 letter word in the world is Hope

You never know how much time you'll have.

What kind of an idiotic question is that?

Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don’t hurt yourself.

How well opposed to grand Theft Auto are you?

I honestly have no idea how to live without you.

Idiot! Lunatic! Moron! Jackass! Selfish irresponsible fool!

So, Bella, I was following your scent through the woods after I'd left your room where I was watching you sleep...Yes that would be quite the ice breaker.

How dare you imprint on my baby? Have you lost you mind?

Bring on the shackles - I'm your prisoner

what choice have I? I cannot live without you, but I will not destroy your soul." -Edward Cullen

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.

Ew. Someone put the dog out, "Rosalie murmured wrinkling her nose. Have you herd this one, Psycho? how do a blond's brain cells die?" She didn't say anything. Well?" I asked."Do you know the punch line or not?" She looked pointedly at the TV and ignored me. Has she heard it?" I asked Edward. No." He answered. Awesome. So you'll enjoy this, bloodsucker--a blond's brain cells die alone.

What's so funny?" Bella mumbled. "I got food in her hair," I told her, chortling again. "I'm not going to forget this, dog," Rosalie hissed. "S'not so hard to erase a blond's memory," I countered. "Just blow in her ear." Get some new jokes, "Rosalie snapped.

Hey, do you know what you call a blond with a brain?" I asked, and the continued on the same breath, "a golden retriever." I've heard that one, too," she said, no longer smiling. I'll keep trying." I promised.

Bella, would you please stop trying to take your clothes off?

Romeo wouldn’t change his mind. That’s why people still remembered his name, always twined with hers

Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.

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

You’ve got to have a little more confidence in us than that. It’s insulting.

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

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

It’s just been my experience that some kinds of working relationships are better motivated by fear than by monetary gain.

When you live for the fight, for the blood, the relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken.

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

You’ve never been a teenager, sweetie. You know what’s best for you.

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.

Sometimes I’m afraid that I’m losing myself.

Yeah, I’ll always be your friend. No matter what you love.

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

I’m afraid you’re going to have to make a choice.

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

i will always tell you the truth.

I’m glad I came. I didn’t think I would be. But it’s good to see you… one more time. Not as sad as I’d thought it would be.

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

I figured if I played nice, I’d get more time with you.

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

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

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.

You’re exactly like Charlie. Once you make up your mind, there is no reasoning with you. Of course, exactly like Charlie, you stick by your decisions, too.

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 two writers go about things in exactly the same way (intro)