...humankind's Limited Scope Of Mercy Was Reserved

When I Write A Story, It's Not Like I'm Thinking About What I'm Doing

Here In The Trees It Was Much Easier To Believe The Absurdities That Embarrassed Me Indoors. Nothing Had Changed In This Forest For Thousands Of Years, And All The Myths And Legends Of A Hundred Different Lands Seemed Much More Likely In This Green Haze Than They Had In My Clear-cut Bedroom. Bella Swan Stephenie Meyer

Whoa, Whoa! Hold Up, There, Kid. She Lives In Forks, Remember? So She Gets Rained On.

Hasn’t Anyone Ever Told You? Life Isn’t Fair.

Momma, You're Special," Renesmee Told Me Without Any Surprise, Like She Was Commenting On The Color Of My Clothes.