Over My Pile Of Ashes

I Think She's Having Hysterics. Maybe You Should Slap Her.

He Looks At You Like... Like You're Something To Eat.

For Almost Ninety Years I’ve Walked Among My Kind, And Yours… All The Time Thinking I Was Complete In Myself, Not Realizing What I Was Seeking. And Not Finding Anything, Because You Weren’t Alive Yet.

Edward's Only Human Bella. He's Going To React Like Any Other Boy.

I Kept Pushing Against The Black, Though, Almost A Reflex. I Wasn't Trying To Lift It. I Was Just Resisting. Not Allowing It To Crush Me Completely. I Wasn't Atlas, And The Black Felt As Heavy As A Planet; I Couldn't Shoulder It. All I Could Do Was Not Be Entirely Obliterated.