Quotes from Stephenie Meyer

By the way, I love you." "That's why we're here.

There s a difference between being in love and being in love with the idea of love.

Lie to me. she whispered. I love you. he said.

The way I feel about you will never change. Of course I love you—and there's nothing you can do about it!" "That's all I needed to hear.

Believe me, I wanted to say. I've tried. Oh, and also, I'm wretchedly in love with you. Keep it light.

When you can't be with the one you love, will you stay with the one who loves you?

Now you know," I said lightly, and shrugged. "No one's ever loved anyone as much as I love you.

Run, Bella, run. I love you too much, for your good or mine.

Is the fire gone?" "Yes," I sighed. "Thank you, Edward." "I love you," he answered. "I know," I breathed, so tired. I heard my favorite sound in the world: Edward's quiet laugh, weak with relief.

Being Mormon is a big part of who I am, and I try very hard to live the right way, but I don't know that I'm an example. I hate to say, 'Yes, look at me. I'm a good example of being Mormon.' I want to be the best person I can be, so in that aspect, maybe I'm a good example.

I can't always be Lois Lane," I insisted. "I want to be Superman, too.

I'm not like a car you can fix up. I'm never gonna run right.

Fall down again, Bella?' No, Emmett, I punched a werewolf in the face.

Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.

I coveted you. I had no right to want you--but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire.

I said it would be better if we weren't friends, not that I didn't want to be.

Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn't seem like such a bad way to go.

It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.

The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time. And no matter how much more special or beautiful or brilliant or perfect than me he might be, he was as irreversibly altered as I was. As I would always belong to him, so would he always be mine.

What if I'm not a superhero. What if I'm the bad guy?

The right thing isn't always real obvious. Sometimes the right thing for one person is the wrong thing for someone else. So...good luck figuring that out.

What do I look like? The Wizard of Oz? You need a brain? You need a heart? Go ahead, take mine. Take everything I have.

Even if we all want you here, you don't belong until you decide you do.