It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and look pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape.
I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.
Our relationship couldn't continue to balance, as it did, on the point of a knife. We would fall off one edge or the other, depending entirely upon his decision, or his instincts. My decision was made, made before I'd ever consciously chosen, and I was committed to seeing it through. Because there was nothing more terrifying to me, more excruciating, than the thought of turning away from him. It was an impossibility.
That was the first night I dreamed of Eward Cullen.
Because when I thought of him, of his voice, his hypnotic eyes, the magnetic force of his personality, I wanted nothing more than to be with him right now.
He raised his hand, hesitant, conflict raging in his eyes, and then swiftly brushed the length of my cheekbone with his fingertips. His skin was as icy as ever, but the trail his fingers left on my skin was alarmingly warm - like I'd been burned, but didn't feel the pain of it yet.
Because there was nothing more terrifying to me, more excruciating, than the thought of turning away from him. it was an impossibility.
Just because I’m resisting the wine doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the bouquet.
I thought you were supposed to be pretending I don’t exist, not irritating me to death.
Once people start throwing wet stuff, I go inside.
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?
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.
I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot.
Don't be self-conscious, if I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it.
I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.
Mostly I dream about being with you forever.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
Yeah, it's an off day when I don't get somebody telling me how edible I smell." - Bella Swan.
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him - and I didn’t know how potent that part might be - that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
You are my life. You're the only thing it would hurt to lose.
Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars, points of light and reason. ...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason, for anything.
It's not the end. It's the beginning.
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
Hasn’t anyone ever told you? Life isn’t fair.
I peeked up at him one more time, and regretted it. He was glaring down at me again, his black eyes full of revulsion. As I flinched away from him, shrinking against my chair, the phrase if looks could kill suddenly ran through my mind.
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