That is something to be afraid of, indeed. Wanting to be with me. That’s really not in your best interest.

If you’ve ever seen a bear attack on television, you should be able to visualize Emmett hunting.

Don’t laugh — but how can you come out during the daytime?

Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.

I wasn’t interesting. And he was. Interesting… and brilliant… and mysterious… and perfect… and beautiful… and possibly able to lift full-sized vans with one hand.

I’d rather know what you’re thinking — even if what you’re thinking is insane.

It makes me… anxious… to be away from you.

I can be patient — if I make a great effort.

Let’s you and I not push poor Mike any further this week. We don’t want him to snap.

I just wondered… if you could warn me beforehand the next time you decide to ignore me for my own good. Just so I’m prepared.