We had to stick together, Alice and I. It wasn’t easy, hearing voices or seeing visions of the future. Both freaks among those who were already freaks. We protected each other’s secrets.

Edward Cullen, Midnight Sun

I’m not coming over anymore if Alice is going to treat me like a Guinea Pig Barbie when I do. -Bella

Thanks to Cullen4Hire for the suggestion!

To me, it was like you were some kind of demon, summoned straight from my own personal hell to ruin me.

How opposed are you to grand theft auto?

Our relationship couldn’t continue to balance, as it did, on the point of a knife. We would fall off one edge or the other, depending entirely upon his decision, or his instincts. My decision was made, made before I’d ever consciously chosen, and I was committed to seeing it through. Because there was nothing more terrifying to me, more excruciating, than the thought of turning away from him. It was an impossibility.

I thought you were supposed to be pretending I don’t exist, not irritating me to death.

You were right — I’m definitely fighting fate trying to keep you alive.

I’m absolutely ordinary — well, except for bad things like all the near-death experiences and being so clumsy that I’m almost disabled.

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

I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. A crazy impulse to reach over and touch him, to stroke his perfect face just once in the darkness, nearly overwhelmed me.