Bite me.

I grinned at him, feeling more enthusiastic about my plan now that he was on board. Rosalie was a pain, but I would always owe her one for choosing Emmett; no one had a better brother than mine.

Whoa, whoa! Hold up, there, kid. She lives in Forks, remember? So she gets rained on.

Trust Emmett to find the joke in the destruction of my life.

Love doesn't always come in convenient packages.

My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?