Character: Bella Swan. Page 2

A conversation with inanimate objects is always a bad sign.

To be human is too dangerous and look to be in trouble. Like I must not be human: such an unlucky creature cannot remain defenseless.

- Alice, whatever you come up with, I am afraid it is beyond the bounds Charlie.
- If you're free, what could be the borders?
- Well, at least the boundaries of the continental United States.

Being angry is much easier and nicer than to burn with guilt.

You need to take care of themselves and to protect loved ones, even if it sometimes means separation.

- Max, what can the Volturi, is to kill me.
Intense, high-strung, Edward waited for further explanation.
- You can quit, disappear, the abyss. The Volturi, Victoria they're nothing compared to this.

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age. Just one day, the child grows up and forgets kids ' stuff. Childhood is the Kingdom where nobody dies.

I don't like to lie, so must be a good reason to do it.

I kissed him with such passion that could burn down the forest. And I wouldn't have noticed.

I hospitably opened his arms, and seemed Belle also liked my proposal, but I underestimated women.
- Give me a minute - demanded Bella.
- Of course...

- It is not real... it just does not happen.
It happens... In my world.

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.