I'm Trying To Keep"― He Huffed, Shifting

How Did Anyone Survive This World, With These Bodies Whose Memories Wouldn't Stay In The Past Where They Should? With The Emotions That Were So Strond I Couldn't Tell What I Felt Anymore?

Repeat One Word Of What I Just Said And I'll Cheerfully Beat You To Death, Mike.

It's Not A Good Feeling--knowing That You Profoundly Deserve The Title Of Monster. It's Better To Be Kind Than To Feel Guilty.

It Was Not Going To Be The End Of The World. Just The End Of The Cullens. The End Of Edward, The End Of Me. I Preferred It That Way – The Last Part Anyway. I Would Not Live Without Edward Again; If He Was Leaving This World, Then I Would Be Right Behind Him.

All The Lines That Held Me To My Life Were Sliced Apart In Swift Cuts, Like Clipping The Strings Of A Bunch Of Balloons. Everything That Made Me Who I Was - My Love For The Dead Girl Upstairs, My Love For My Father, My Loyalty To My New Pack, The Love For My Other Brothers, My Hatred For My Enemies, My Home, My Name, My Self - Disconnected From Me In That Second - Snip, Snip, Snip - And Floated Up Into Space.