"About three things I was certain. First, Edward Cullen was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him, and I don't know how dominant that part might be, that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him." -Isabella Swan

"Nothing more fun than an irritated grizzly bear."

"You are my life. You're the only thing it would hurt to lose"

"Do you want me to bolt the doors so you can massacre the unsuspecting townsfolk?"

"Oh, I'm with the vampires, of course"

"In what strange parallel dimension would I ever have gone to prom of my own free will?"

"I can drive better than you on your best day. You have much slower reflexes. Besides, friends don't let friends drive drunk."
"Drunk?"
"You're intoxicated by my very presence."
"And are you not affected at all? By my presence?"
Again his mobile features transformed, his expression became soft, warm. He didn't answer at first; he simply bent his face to mine, and brushed his lips slowly along my jaw, from my ear to my chin, and back and forth. I trembled.
"Regardless," he finally murmured. "I have better reflexes."

"I was thinking, while I was running..." He paused.
"About not hitting the trees, I hope."

"So what you're saying is, I'm your brand of heroin?"
"Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin."


"Breakfast time," he said eventually, casually - to prove, I'm sure, that he remembered all my human frailties.
So I clutched my throat with both hands and stared at him with wide eye. Shock crossed his face.
"Kidding!" I snickered. "And you said I couldn't act!"
He frowned in disgust. "That wasn't funny."
"It was very funny, and you know it."
"Shall I rephrase?" he asked. "Breakfast time for the human."


"This looks like a horror movie waiting to happen."
"Well, there are more than enough vampires present."
"Do you want me to bolt the doors so you can massacre the unsuspecting townsfolk?"
"And where do you fit into that scheme?"
"Oh, I'm with the vampires, of course."
"Anything to get out of dancing."
"Anything."