No One Could Be Still Like Edward.

That Actually Is One Of My Huge Challenges Right Now Because I Write Best At Night, No Question. I Can Focus. You Know You're Not Getting Any Phone Calls, I Can Shut Everything Down, And I'm Just More Creative At Night.

Darkness Is So Predictable.

So… Um… What’s The, Er, Date? You Know, The Due Date For The Little Monster.

He's Like A Drug For You, Bella." His Voice Was Still Gentle, Not At All Critical. "i See That You Can't Live Without Him Now. It's Too Late. But I Would Have Been Healthier For You. Not A Drug; I Would Have Been The Air, The Sun." The Corner Of My Mouth Turned Up In A Wistful Half-smile. "i Used To Think Of You That Way, You Know. Like The Sun. My Personal Sun. You Balanced Out The Clouds Nicely For Me." He Sighed. "the Clouds I Can Handle. But I Can't Fight With An Eclipse.

Driving At The Speed Limit--hideous Thought.