Stephenie Meyer Quotes

You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you that I didn’t want you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.

I told you—, I started to say. Did you know that 'I told you so' has a brother, Jacob? she asked, cutting me off. His name is 'Shut the hell up.'

"You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me." His eyes blazed — burning brighter than I had ever seen them, blue flames.

Even if we all want you here, you don't belong until you decide you do.

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

I could see that now — how the universe swirled around this one point. I'd never seen the symmetry of the universe before, but now it was plain. The gravity of the earth no longer tied me to the place where I stood. It was the baby girl in the blonde vampire's arms that held me here now. Renesmee.

I felt the smooth wooden floor beneath my knees, and then the palms of my hands, and then it was pressed against the skin of my cheek. I hoped that I was fainting, but, to my disappointment, I didn't lose consciousness. 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.

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?

Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.

Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you

"He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.

You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century, I felt hope.

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

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

Life and love go on...