Stephenie Meyer Quotes

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

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

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

What was it that made this human love so much more desirable to me than the love of my own kind? Was it because it was exclusive and capricious? The souls offered love and acceptance to all. Did I crave a greater challenge? This love was tricky; it had no hard-and-fast rules — it might be given for free, as with Jamie, or earned through time and hard work, as with Ian, or completely and heartbreakingly unattainable, as with Jared. Or was it simply better somehow? Because these humans could hate with so much fury, was the other end of the spectrum that they could love with more heart and zeal and fire?

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 stupid jackass, Ian said. Who's got the crush on a worm, bro? You gonna call me stupid?

That's just great, someone said under his breath. We've got a bloody queen mother alien living with us. She could blow into a million new buggers at any moment.

I am female, I complained. That 'it' business is really getting on my nerves. [...] By whose definition? How about by yours? In my species, I am the one that bears young. Is that not female enough for you?

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

And it wasn't just ripping, but twisting and pulling in different directions. Because Melanie's heart broke, too, and it was a separate sensation, as if we'd grown another organ to compensate for our twin awarenesses. A double heart for a double mind. Twice the pain.

It was a miracle — more than a miracle — when I found you, Melanie. Right now, if I was given the choice between having the world back and having you, I wouldn't be able to give you up. Not to save five billion lives.

And then [Edward and I] continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.

Who rules you, nomads? Do you answer to someone's will besides your own? Are you free to choose your own path, or will the Volturi decide how you will live? I came to witness. I stay to fight. The Volturi care nothing for the death of a child. They seek the death of our free will.

I'll play you for it, Alice suggested. Rock, paper, scissors. [...] Why don't you just tell me who wins? Edward said wryly. Alice beamed. I do. Excellent.

You stupid mutt! How could you? My baby! [Jacob] backed out the front door now as I stalked him, half-running backward down the stairs. It wasn't my idea, Bella! I've held her all of one time, and already you think you have some moronic wolfy claim to her? She's mine. [...] How dare you imprint on my baby? Have you lost your mind?