No One Could Be Still Like Edward.

Speak Of The Devil, And The Devil Shall Appear.

Happy And Sad, Elated And Miserable, Secure And Afraid, Loved And Denied, Patient And Angry, Peaceful And Wild, Complete And Empty...all Of It. I Would Feel Everything. It Would All Be Mine.

When You Can’t Be With The One You Love, Will You Stay With The One Who Loves You?

What's Funny About That Is When I Was Writing Twilight Just For Myself And Not Thinking Of It As A Book, I Was Not Thinking About Publishing, And Yet At The Same Time I Was Casting It In My Head. Because When I Read Books, I See Them Very Visually.

Jackson Rathbone Can Really Play The Guitar. Our Taste In Music Is Not Exactly The Same, But We Found Common Ground With Radiohead's Creep, With Which He Then Serenaded Me.