I don't care! you can have my soul. I don't want it without you--- its yours already!
and I'll make you a promise in return. I promise that this will be the last time you'll see me. I won't come back I won't put you through anything like this before. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. IT WILL BE AS IF I'D NEVER EXISTED
of course I'll always love you...in a way. But what happened the other night made me realize that it's time for change. Because I'm tired of pretending to be someone I'm not, Bella, I'm not human.
Don't worry. You're human---your memory is no more than sieve. Time heals all wounds for your kind.
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
I knew he wasn't there, and yet, he felt improbably close, close for the first time since . . . since the end
It was depressing to realize that I wasn't the heroine anymore, that my story was over
He could steal my pictures and reclaim his gifts, but that didn't put things back the way they'd been before I'd met him.
Edward: "I can't read your mind. You have to tell me what you're thinking."
Bella: "Now I'm afraid."
Bella: "I'm not afraid of you. I'm only afraid of losing you. It's like you're going to disappear."
Edward: "You don't know how long I've waited for you.....And so the lion fell in love with the lamb."
Bella: "What a stupid lamb."
Edward: "What a sick, masochistic lion."