Bella:"Alice, don't you think this is just a little bit controling? Just a little bit psychotic, maybe?"
Alice:"Not really." (She sniffed.) "You don't seem to grasp how... more
Edward: Look at yourself, Bella. Then tell me I'm not a monster.
Bella: Why am I covered in feathers?
Edward: I bit a pillow. Or two. That's not what I'm talking about.
His mouth was on mine then, and I couldn’t fight him. Not because he was so many thousand times stronger than me, but because my will crumbled into dust the second our lips met.