Bella, I couldn’t live with myself if I ever hurt you. You don’t know how it’s tortured me. The thought of you, still, white, cold… to never see you blush scarlet again, to never see that flash of intuition in your eyes when you see through my pretenses… it would be unendurable. You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 13, p.274
You already know how I feel, of course. I’m here… which, roughly translated, means I would rather die than stay away from you.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 13, p.274
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 13, p.274
What a stupid lamb.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 13, p.274
What a sick, masochistic lion.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 13, p.274
The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess, after all. So what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn’t break any spells?
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.411
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