You Think I Regret Saving Your Life?

"what Are You Thinking?" He Asked Curiously. I Looked Up Into His Deep Gold Eyes, Became Befuddled, And, As Usual, Blurted Out The Truth. "i'm Trying To Figure Out What You Are."

If We Had Happy Endings, We’d All Be Under Gravestones Now.

I Said It Would Be Better If We Weren’t Friends, Not That I Didn’t Want To Be.

You…made…me…faint,” I Accused Him Dizzily. “what Am I Going To Do With You?” He Groaned In Exasperation. “yesterday I Kiss You, And You Attack Me! Today You Pass Out On Me!” I Laughed Weakly, Letting His Arms Support Me While My Head Spun. “so Much For Being Good At Everything,” He Sighed. “that's The Problem.” I Was Still Dizzy. “you're Too Good. Far, Far Too Good.

I Was In Disbelief That I’d Just Explained My Dreary Life To This Bizarre, Beautiful Boy Who May Or May Not Despise Me. Bella Swan