Don't Be A Baby About This. No

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.

You Could Run From Someone You Feared, You Could Try To Fight Someone You Hated. All My Reactions Were Geared Toward Those Kinds Of Killers – The Monsters, The Enemies. When You Loved The One Who Was Killing You, It Left You No Options. How Could You Run, How Could You Fight, When Doing So Would Hurt That Beloved One? If Your Life Was All You Had To Give Your Beloved, How Could You Not Give It? If It Was Someone You Truly Loved?

It's Easier To Come Up With New Stories Than It Is To Finish The Ones You Already Have. I Think Every Author Would Feel That Way.

I’m Afraid You’re Going To Have To Make A Choice.

You Are So Bizarre, Even For A Human." "thanks.