Maybe it would feel nice. Maybe it wouldn't feel like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself.

Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight—a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn't cold.

Well, I'm so sorry that I can't be the right kind of monster for you, Bella.

Sometimes you have to learn to love what's good for you.

I honestly have no idea how to live without you.

When I told you I didn't want you it was the blackest kind of blasphemy

Only you could be more important than what I wanted...what I needed. What I want and what I need is to be with you, and I know I'll never be strong enough to leave again.

Sometimes, loyalty gets in the way of what you want to do. Sometimes, it’s not your secret to tell.

Try not to trip, " she added. "We don't have time for a concussion today."I groaned. That would be just like me - ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness.

The thing about the sun… is that it’s always there. Like sometimes, you can’t see it, but it never really goes away.

Sorry if I can't be the right monster for you Bella.

It's fun for someone to poke fun at himself.

Disaster can take a nation by surprise, slowly, and then all at once.

My will is to always be better and better and better. I've got the will to want to be the best.

The Indian is making an amazing discovery, namely that Christianity and Jesus are not the same - that they may have Jesus without the system that has been built up around Him in the West.

Suffering is an illusion.

Seize the day [Carpe diem]: trust not to the morrow.

I'm sort of murdered for selling books. The idea is, if you make money your work can't be literary.

The heart and soul of loving yourself is integrity and the peace of conscience it inspires.

See it as it is, not worse than it is just so you have a reason not to try.

The mind of guilt is full of scorpions.