Jacob Was A Gift From The Gods.

As I Took Another Breath, I Saw The Three Stars Again. They Were Not Calling To Me; They Were Letting Me Go, Leaving Me To The Black Universe I Had Wandered For So Many Lifetimes. I Drifted Into The Black, And It Got Brighter And Brighter. It Wasn't Black At All - It Was Blue. Warm, Vibrant, Brilliant Blue...i Floated Into It With No Fear At All.

I Didn't Want The Life That Made Sense. Not If The Chaos Meant I Could Have Bella.

I Was Just Wondering Why You Stabbed Him. Not That I Object.

Driving At The Speed Limit--hideous Thought.

I Could See How Easy It Would Be To Fall Into Loving Bella. It Would Be Exactly Like Falling: Effortless. Not Letting Myself Love Her Was The Opposite Of Falling—it Was Pulling Myself Up A Cliff-face, Hand Over Hand, The Task As Grueling As If I Had No More Than Mortal Strength.