Jacob Black Quotes & Sayings

In other news, Aang dominates on "Are You Smarter Than the Fire Nation". Bella Swan becomes engaged to her boyfriend of one year, Edward Cullen, and unceremoniously sends Jacob Black to the "friend zone". Pop star Candy Cane trades her controversial career for being a housewife (which was a move that is very unpopular with many of her young fans), and Jacquel Rassenworth is still the Internet's biggest fame-nut (cue APPLAUSE). — Jacquel Chrissy May

His skin was a pretty colour, it made me jealous.
Jacob noticed my scrutiny.
What?" he asked, suddenly self-conscious.
"Nothing. I just hadn't realised before. Did you know, you're sort of beautiful?"
Once the words slipped out, I worried that he might take my implusive observation the wrong way.
But Jacob rolled his eyes. "You hit your head pretty hard, didn't you?"
"I'm serious."
Well, then, thanks. Sort of."
I grinned. "You're sort of welcome. — Stephenie Meyer

But I'll never see anyone else, Bella. I only see you. Even when I close my eyes and try to see something else. Ask Quil or Embry. It drives them all crazy — Stephenie Meyer

You know, Jacob, if it weren't for the fact that we're natural enemies and that you're also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you. — Stephenie Meyer

He sighed. The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse. — Stephenie Meyer

One of the many hazards of socializing with vampires. It makes you smell bad. A minor hazard, comparatively. — Stephenie Meyer

A minimum-wage law, a law that prevents employers and employees from entering into mutually beneficial economic exchanges, is as far from a free market or free enterprise as one can get. That's why it causes so much damage and destruction, especially to black teenagers and others whose labor, for one reason or another, is valued by employers at less than the government-established minimum wage. — Jacob G. Hornberger

So, how come Jacob Black gets to
give you a gift and I don't?
Because I have nothing
to give back to you.
Bella, you give me everything
just by breathing. — Stephenie Meyer

Did you seriously just stamp your foot? I thought girls only did that on TV. — Stephenie Meyer

Vienna didn't invent the coffeehouse. The world's first sprang up in Constantinople (now Istanbul) in 1554, the first Western European one nearly a century later when an enterprising young man named Jacob opened a shop in Oxford, England, that served the "bitter black beverage." From the outset, coffee was considered dangerous. It was known as the "revolutionary drink, — Eric Weiner

If this is how you're going to react, I'll freak out more often. — Stephenie Meyer

I didn't want to see this, didn't want to think about this. I didn't want to imagine him inside her. I didn't want to know that something I hated so much had taken root in the body I loved.
Jacob Black, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 9, p.174 — Stephenie Meyer

All the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping the strings of a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was - my love for the dead girl upstairs, my love for my father, my loyalty to my new pack, the love for my other brothers, my hatred for my enemies, my home, my name, my self - disconnected from me in that second - snip, snip, snip - and floated up into space. — Stephenie Meyer

I was wrong, you were right. I'm dumb, you're smart. I'm ugly, and you're a stone-cold fox. — Toooldforthis

This is my genre ... the happiness, tragedies, and the sorrows of mankind as realized in the teeming black ghetto. — Jacob Lawrence

It's not what you are. It's what you do. — Stephenie Meyer

You know I love you right?"
"I know," he breathed, his arm tightening automatically around my waist. "You know how much I wish it was enough. — Stephenie Meyer

The best part is coming."
"What's the best part? You swallowing an entire cow whole?"
"No. That's the finale. — Stephenie Meyer

But it's possible to love more than one person at a time, Bella. I've seen it in action. — Stephenie Meyer

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

Don't worry about the bloodsucker,' Jacob suggested, and his tone was smug. 'He's just jealous.'
'Of course I am.' Edward's voice was velvet again, under control, a musical murmur in the darkness. — Stephenie Meyer

Bella, there's a part of you that loves me. — Stephenie Meyer

Anyhow, whether undergraduate or shop boy, man or woman, it must come as a shock about the age of twenty - the world of the elderly - thrown up in such black outline upon what we are; upon the reality; the moors and Byron; the sea and the lighthouse; the sheep's jaw with the yellow teeth in it; upon the obstinate irrepressible conviction which makes youth so intolerably disagreeable - "I am what I am, and intend to be it," for which there will be no form in the world unless Jacob makes one for himself. The Plumers will try to prevent him from making it. Wells and Shaw and the serious sixpenny weeklies will sit on its head. — Virginia Woolf

Did you know, you're sort of beautiful?'
'You hit your head pretty hard, didn't you? — Stephenie Meyer

Skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony. — Jacob Grimm

Oh, hey, kettle, I'm pot and wow, you're black." - Owen — Olivia Cunning

You should have seen his face when I started taking my clothes off. Priceless. — Stephenie Meyer

And I'll have you know that if you hurt my son again, if he so much as sighs sadly over his coffee, I will hire a man, a Russian, probably, to hunt you down and rip all that shiny black hair from your head, then break your skinny arms and legs, and set you on fire, and then put you out with a hammer. And should there be children from your beastly rutting, I shall have the Russian man cut them to tiny pieces and feed them to Madame Jacob's dog. because, although he may be only a worthless, simpleminded, libertine artist, Lucien is my favorite, and I will not have him hurt. Do you understand? — Christopher Moore

I'm hotter than you! — Stephenie Meyer

It feels great seeing posters everywhere, and bus stops promoting 'Black Nativity,' and billboards in Los Angeles. It's overwhelming. I can't wait for everybody to see what I got. — Jacob Latimore

My whole world had fallen apart and I was the last to know. — Toooldforthis

It's not like love at first sight, really. It's more like ... gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it's not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her, be anything for her ... You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that's a protector, or a lover, or a friend, or a brother. — Stephenie Meyer

Sure as hell didn't se that one coming. — Stephenie Meyer

The entropy of the hot radiation she observes as a result of her acceleration turns out to be exactly proportional to the area of her horizon! This relationship between the area of a horizon and entropy was discovered by a Ph.D. student named Jacob Bekenstein, who was working at Princeton at about the time that Bill Unruh made his great discovery. Both were students of John Wheeler who a few years before had given the black hole its name. Bekenstein and Unruh were in a long line of remarkable students Wheeler trained, which included Richard Feynman. — Lee Smolin

Does it bother you, me being half naked all the time? — Stephenie Meyer

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear. — Stephenie Meyer

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf? Jacob Black New Moon — Stephenie Meyer

You know the story in the Bible?', Jacob asked suddenly, still reading the blank ceiling. 'The one with the king and the two women fighting over the baby?'
'Sure. King Solomon.'
'That's right. King Solomon.' he repeated. 'And he said, cut the kid in half ... but it was only a test. Just to see who would give-up their share to protect it.'
'Yeah. I remember.'
He looked back at my face. 'I'm not going to cut you in half anymore, Bella. — Stephenie Meyer

no one had to tell me anything. I know what I am — Stephenie Meyer

Of course, you'd warm up faster if you took your clothes off. — Stephenie Meyer

Fall down again, Bella?'
No, Emmett, I punched a werewolf in the face. — Stephenie Meyer

Herding them all toward the basement, their father paused at the dining-room window, pulled back the curtain and shone the beam through the window and out into the darkness until it caught the yawning base of the doomed tree. After only a quick glimpse, a glimpse that was like a gulp of foul air, Jacob pulled at his mother's hand to draw her to safety. But Michael lingered, and even Annie squirmed out of her father's arms to stand by the window, her two hands on the painted sill. The roots reared out of the black ground, the trunk leaned and then straightened, the long branches swung this way and that. Their mother patted Jacob's hand to soothe him. On their way through the kitchen she took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and the remaining paper cups from their picnic. They followed their father's flashlight down the wooden steps. It was a tunnel of light and it seemed to draw — Alice McDermott

I knew it was too late. I knew she was dead. I knew it for sure because the pull was gone. I didn't feel any reason to be here beside her. She wasn't here anymore. So this body had no more draw for me. The senseless need to be near her had vanished. Or maybe moved was the better word. It seemed like I felt the pull from the opposite direction now. From down the stairs, out the door. The longing to get away from here and never, ever come back. — Stephenie Meyer

Nudity was an inconvenient but unavoidable part of pack life. We'd all thought nothing of it before Leah came along. Then it got awkward. — Stephenie Meyer

Hey Jacob! I felt an unfamiliar surge of enthusiasm at his smile. I realized that I was pleased to see him. This knowledge surprised me.
I smiled back, and something clicked silently into place, like two corresponding puzzle pieces. I'd forgotten how much I really liked Jacob Black. — Stephenie Meyer

Let's face it, I'm hotter than you." -Jacob Black — Stephenie Meyer

Leave it to you, Bella. Anyone else would be better off when the vampires left town. But you have to start hanging out with the first monsters you can find. — Stephenie Meyer

I don't have any leeches on my speed dial. - Jacob Black — Stephenie Meyer

He shifted his weight, throwing his good leg off the bed as if he were going to try to stand.
"What are you doing?" I demanded through the tears. "Lie down, you idiot, you'll hurt yourself!" I jumped to my feet and pushed his good shoulder down with two hands. He surrendered, leaning back with a gasp of pain, but he grabbed me around my waist and pulled me down on the bed, against his good side. I curled up there, trying to stifle the silly sobs against his hot skin. — Stephenie Meyer

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

Do you like scary stories? he asked ominously.
Jacob Black — Stephenie Meyer

As long as you like me the best. And you think I'm good-looking - sort of. I'm prepared to be annoyingly persistent. — Stephenie Meyer

cartridge belts. Maybe wood smoke somewhere. Jacob was dark-eyed and pale. He had a young man's beard, only potential, the hint of black whiskers along his jaw looking like something black pressed under a thick pane of smoked glass. At one point he pulled off a glove with his teeth and left it dangling from his mouth as he, what? - opened a K ration? lit a cigarette? The condemned man's last. His bare hand was as white as bone, as small as a child's. — Alice McDermott

The part that kills me is that you already know. I already told you everything! — Stephenie Meyer

Now I stand on the knoll before the grave of Jacob Kahn, the cypress tall against the blue morning sky and the wind warm on my face. It is the only sense left me, I hear him say. There are colors in the wind, Asher Lev. Find your demons again and return to your work. Colors wait for you in the wind. Things were too comfortable for you. An artist needs a broken world in order to have pieces to shape into art. Isn't that right, Asher Lev? Comfort is death to art. Asher Lev, artist. Asher Lev, troubler. Asher Lev, my future. His voice weaves through the wind, and I add to it the words of the psalmist, " 'Protect me, O God, for I seek refuge in You. I say to the Lord, Your are my benefactor; there is no one above You ... ' " The wind is red and black in the trembling cypress. — Chaim Potok

I pushed my legs faster, letting Jacob Black disappear behind me. — Stephenie Meyer

I didn't want to kill girls ... even vampire girls. Though I might make an exception for that blonde. — Stephenie Meyer