Stephenie Meyer Quotes About Darkness

Quotes about: Darkness

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  I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Life, Beauty, Beautiful

• It's twilight. It’s the safest time of day for us. The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way...the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don’t you think?

  Stephenie Meyer

  Twilight, Night, Thinking

• i want to stay with you." it was easier to say in the darkness, knowing as i spoke my voice would betray me, my hopeless addiction to him.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Voice, Knowing, Addiction

• "Happy birthday," he sighed, and leaned down to touch his lips to mine. I reached up on my toes to make the kiss last longer when he pulled away. He smiled my favorite crooked smile, and then he disappeared into the darkness.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Kissing, Darkness, Lasts

  "New Moon". Book by Stephenie Meyer, September 6, 2006.

• And then, as the room went black, I was suddenly hyperaware that Edward was sitting less than an inch from me. I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. A crazy impulse to reach over and touch him, to stroke his perfect face just once in the darkness, nearly overwhelmed me. I crossed my arms tightly across my chest, my hands balling into fists. I was losing my mind.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Crazy, Hands, Perfect

• Some of the memories were not clear - -dim human memories, seen through weak eyes and heard through weak ears: the first time I'd seen his face... the way it felt when he'd held me in the meadow... the sound of his voice through the darkness of my faltering consciousness when he'd save me from James... his face as he waited under a canopy of flowers to marry me... every precious moment on the island... his cold hands touching our baby through my skin.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Baby, Memories, Flower

• I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed. There was no friction in the space between us. The stillness was peaceful - not like the calm before the tempest, but like a clear night untouched by even the dream of a storm.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Dream, Night, Air

  Stephenie Meyer (2008). “Eclipse”, Little Brown & Company

• Darkness is so predictable.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Darkness, Predictable

  Stephenie Meyer (2009). “Twilight: Twilight”, p.155, Hachette UK

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