Character: Jacob Black

It's so hard to explain. It's not like love at first sight. It's more... like preteenie. When you see her, the force of earth no longer hold you. She's the only one holding you back. And all but it loses its value. And you can do anything for her, be anything for her... You'll be anyone for her. Be the one she needs - a quarterback, vozlyublennym, friend, brother.

- Maybe, - she said. - Jake, I'm not saying it would be easy. But how can I not believe in magic, when so much has survived?
- Magic?!
- And you especially. Bella smiled, freed one hand and pressed it to my cheek. The palm was warmer than the first, but still cold compared to my skin - however, like any other subject. - In your life will happen the magic, and everything will be fine.
- Don't be silly.

I'd rather you die than become one of them.

I see the crisis of two years is in full swing.
- Actually three, ' observed quill. - You should have seen me dressed up a Princess and forced to wear a crown, and Emily offered to use me a new set of children's cosmetics.
- Stunned! Yes, I missed a lot.
- Emily has pictures. I right pretty.
- Mug you, not a beauty.

I took the floor with a dog bowl and a powerful throw launched it to the head of Rosalie with such force that she was a resounding hit before ricocheting to fly out to a round support column supporting a spiral staircase.
- Dumb blonde, ' I muttered.
Rosalie slowly turned around. Her eyes burned like fire.
You. Soiled. Me. Hair.

- Don't be a jerk, Jacob, î whispered Bella.
I couldn't get her angry: it was too weak she looked. Instead, I smiled.
- Against no arguing.

Not sure that I will find the strength to kill Edward. I don't have enough compassion. Why should I let him get away with it? Is it not fairer to let him live empty, devoid of meaning of life?

However, he didn't even try to resist, what pain, when there is no choice?

Gab it starts only when it wants something to remain silent.

- Sometimes I think as a wolf you love me more.
- Sometimes the way it is. Maybe the fact that wolves can't talk?

Looks like destiny made me do all that last night I vowed never to do.

Is boiling in my veins the icy blood?

- This will sound strange, but I'm glad that you're here.
I mean, how would you want to kill me, you're glad she's warm. Let's be honest, I'm hotter than you.
If we were not enemies, and you weren't trying to steal my life, I might actually like.
- If you're going to suck the life out of the girl I love, would you... No. Even then, no.

- What happened?
- I kissed your daughter... And she broke her hand.