I Glanced, Wide Eyed, From Edward's Grimace

How Sad. How Frightening. To Be Filled With So Much Hate That You Could Not Even Rejoice In The Healing Of A Child...how Did Anyone Ever Come To That Point?

I Watched Her, Waiting. She Smiled. Her Lips Curved Up And The Edges, And Her Chocolate Eyes Warmed. I’d Just Admitted To Stalking Her, And She Was Smiling.

Jacob Was Simply A Perpetually Happy Person, And He Carried This Happiness With Him Like An Aura, Sharing It With Whoever Was Near Him. Lika An Earthbound Sun, Whenever Someone Was Within His Gravitational Pull, Jacob Warmed Them. It Was Natural, A Part Of Who He Was.

Don’t Be Offended, But You Seem To Be One Of Those People Who Just Attract Accidents Like A Magnet. So… Try Not To Fall Into The Ocean Or Get Run Over Or Anything, All Right?

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.