Stephenie Meyer Quotes

I was stronger than Edward. I'd made him say ow.

Dream happy dreams. You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours. Sleep,my only love.

And, by the way, I adore you.... in frightening, dangerous ways.

"It's a strange world," I murmured, more to myself than to the other native soul. "The strangest," he agreed.

What a marshmallow. You should hold out for someone with a stronger stomach. Someone who laughs at the gore that makes weaker men vomit.

Why am I covered in feathers

I was all alone in my head — exactly what I had once wanted. It made me feel lost.

"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."

I held you in my hand, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.

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'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.

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 things you do with it. You are beautiful."

You never know how much time you'll have.

Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.

It's twilight, Edward murmured. [...] It's the safest time of day for us, he said, answering the unspoken question in my eyes. 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? He smiled wistfully. I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.