Let Her See Me Clearly.

Bella: "i'd Say I'm Sorry, But I'm Not." Edward: "and I Should Feel Sorry That You're Not Sorry, But I Don't.

I'm Trying To Keep"― He Huffed, Shifting His Weight As The Treetop Bounced Him―"my Promise!" I Blinked My Wet Blurry Eyes, Suddenly Sure That I Was Dreaming. "when Did You Ever Promise To Kill Yourself Falling Out Of Charlie's Tree?

I May Not Be A Human, But I Am A Man.

Perhaps Without The Lows, The Highs Could Not Be Reached.

What Were You Two Doing Last Night, Discussing The National Debt?