It's Not The End. It's The Beginning.

You Don't Get A Lot Of Suicidal Vampires.

If There Was A Jane Austen Camp, I Would Go, No Question.

You Know, Jacob, If It Weren’t For The Fact That We’re Natural Enemies And That You’re Also Trying To Steal Away The Reason For My Existence, I Might Actually Like You.

Don't Be A Baby About This. No Tantrums.

What's So Funny?" Bella Mumbled. "i Got Food In Her Hair," I Told Her, Chortling Again. "i'm Not Going To Forget This, Dog," Rosalie Hissed. "s'not So Hard To Erase A Blond's Memory," I Countered. "just Blow In Her Ear." Get Some New Jokes, "rosalie Snapped.