Book: Twilight

Thought Newton was dragging your dead body to bury in the woods!

- That's a shame.
- No, I urged guy. - Is it possible to call the unfortunate reluctance of some to say what they really think? Even if someone constantly makes barely noticeable hints, drops cryptic remarks, from which then can not sleep at night, I wouldn't really call annoying?

When I saw the van unmanaged Tyler Crowley, my only thought was, "not her!"

The guy carefully looked at me and I sighed. Apparently, rain and a sense of humor are incompatible. A couple of months and I'll forget what sarcasm is.

- "Moonlight"?
- You know Debussy? Edward was genuinely surprised.
- Not very good. My mom loves the classics, and I know only those things that I like.
- I also love Debussy, ' said Cullen, looking thoughtfully at the rain.

He knows what lies in darkness, but the light dwells with him.

It must be hard to be a father and live in constant fear that one day your daughter will meet the man of my dreams. Or, conversely, would never love anyone else.

I'll see you tomorrow, - I sighed.
- It's too long? I dejectedly nodded.
- Come morning - he promised and reached out to me, gently patted on her cheek...

- Tasty? - hastened to change the subject Edward, suspiciously looking at my cereal. - The species is not very appetizing.
Well, it's certainly not spring grizzly... - I muttered, ignoring his disgruntled look.

Luckily, the engine started quickly, but with a deafening roar. Well, this old truck needs to be flawed. Earn even more ancient radio. A trifle, but nice.

We are like sharks... Once you taste blood, to feel its salty taste.

Death is a part of who we are, it leads us. It shapes us. It brings us into insanity. You can't be a man if you have no mortal end.

In the lives of ordinary people much less trouble and accidents!

Crazy fear melted my brain into mozzarella.