Bella, Can You Drop The Rock, Please?

I Just Know I'm Too Much Of A Wuss For Stephen King's Books. I'm Way Too Chicken To Read Horror.

I'd Loved In So Many Bodies, But Never One I Loved Like This. Never One That I Craved In This Way. Of Course, This Would Be The One I'd Have To Give Up. The Irony Made Me Laugh, And I Concentrated On The Feel Of The Air That Popped In Little Bubbles From My Chest And Up Through My Throat. Laughter Was Like A Fresh Breeze - It Cleaned Its Way Through The Body, Making Everything Feel Good. Did Other Species Have Such A Simple Healer? I Couldn't Remember One.

I Can’t Be Sure, Of Course, But I’d Compare It To Living On Tofu And Soy Milk; We Call Ourselves Vegetarians, Our Little Inside Joke. - Edward Cullen

Before I Tell You My Story," Jasper Said. "you Must Understand That There Are Places In Our World, Bella, Where The Life Span Of The Never-aging Is Measured In Weeks, And Not Centuries.

He Squeezes My Hand, And My Heart Punches Against My Ribs. It's Just Like Pain, This Pleasure.