It's Not What You Are. It's What

But I’ll Never See Anyone Else, Bella. I Only See You. Even When I Close My Eyes And Try To See Something Else. Ask Quil Or Embry. It Drives Them All Crazy

You Know I Love You Right?” “i Know,” He Breathed, His Arm Tightening Automatically Around My Waist. “you Know How Much I Wish It Was Enough.

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.

I Know The Exact Date That I Began Writing Twilight, Because It Was Also The First Day Of Swim Lessons For My Kids. So I Can Say With Certainty That It All Started On June 2, 2003.

The Way I Feel About You Will Never Change. Of Course I Love You—and There's Nothing You Can Do About It!” “that's All I Needed To Hear.