Someone Has To Spread The Good News

He's Like A Drug For You, Bella.

You Held Out Your Hand, And I Took It Without Stopping To Make Sense Of What I Was Doing. For The First Time In Almost A Century, I Felt Hope.

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

The Story Was A Sleeping Girl In A Narrow Bed Dark Hair Thick And Wild And Twisted Like Seaweed Across The Pillow... Bella's Lullaby

Yeah, It's An Off Day When I Don't Get Somebody Telling Me How Edible I Smell." - Bella Swan.