It felt like the heat of my anger should physically burn him, but he only seemed more amused.

I’m trying to figure out what you are.

He’s telling everyone that he’s taking me to prom — either he’s insane or he’s still trying to make up for almost killing me last… well, you remember it, and he thinks prom is somehow the correct way to do this. So I figure if I endanger his life, then we’re even, and he can’t keep trying to make amends.

I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot.

He flashed a brilliant smile, looking at me appreciatively in a way I was learning to recognize.

Stupid, unreliable vampire.

Bella: How long have you been seventeen ?
Edward: A while.

Common sense told me I should be terrified. Instead, I was relieved to finally understand. And I was filled with compassion for his suffering, even now, as he confessed his craving to take my life.

Nothing more fun than an irritable grizzly. - Bella Swan

I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping to die. Or, at the very least, not to throw up.