Edward: Just tell me now whether or not you can still love me, after everything I've done to you. Can you?


Bella: What kind of an idiotic question is that?

Oh, I’m with the vampires, of course.

Edward: And you’re worried, not because you’re headed to meet a houseful of vampires, but because you think those vampires won’t approve of you, correct?

Bella: That’s right.

Edward:... more

Jacob: I think the best place to start would be to look within your own species. That usually works.

Bella: Well that just sucks! I guess I'm stuck with Mike Newton after all.

I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.

Bella: You...made...me…faint.

Edward: What am I going to do with you? Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!

Edward: Try to sleep, Bella.
Bella: No, I want you to kiss me again.
Edward: You're overestimating my self-control.
Bella: Which is tempting you more, my blood or my body?
Edward: It's a tie.

Bella: How old are you?

Edward: Seventeen.

Bella: How long have you been seventeen?

Edward: ...a while.

Do you think I’ll ever get better at this? That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me?

You nicknamed my daughter after the Lochness Monster?