Midnight Sun Twilight Quotes & Sayings

What the fuck kind of twisted fun house is this? — Anthony J. Melchiorri

A hundred years or more, she's bent her crown
in storm, in sun, in moonsplashed midnight breeze.
surviving all the random vagaries
of this harsh world. A dense - twigged veil drifts down
from crown along her trunk - mourning slow wood
that rustles tattered, in a hint of wind
this January dusk, cloudy, purpling
the ground with sudden shadows.
How she broods -
you speculate - on dark surprise and loss,
alone these many years, despondent, bent,
her bolt-cracked mate transformed to splinters, moss.
Though not alone, you feel the sadness of a
twilight breeze. There's never enough love;
the widow nods to you. Her branches moan. — Lauren Lipton

I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I'd smelled in eighty years. — Stephenie Meyer

I wanted his death so savagely that the need for it rang in my ears and clouded my
sight and was a flavor on my tongue. — Stephenie Meyer

driving at the speed limit--hideous thought. — Stephenie Meyer

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was. — Stephenie Meyer

How old are you?" she asked.
My answer was automatic and ingrained. "Seventeen."
"And how long have you been seventeen?"
I tried not to smile at the patronizing tone. "A while," I admitted.
"Okay," she said, abruptly enthusiastic. She smiled up at me. — Stephenie Meyer

Stop it, Mom, you're making me blush. — Stephenie Meyer

I tear at the air with glass nails
that have learned to scale
mountains of mirrors. — Valentina Cano

I like singers like Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald. — Andy Morris

I'm not superstitious because it brings bad luck. — Placido Domingo

Run, Bella, run. I love you too much, for your good or mine. — Stephenie Meyer

She's just a little faint," I reassured Mrs. Hammond. "They're blood typing in biology."
She nodded, understanding now. "There's always one."
I stifled a laugh. Trust Bella to be that one. — Stephenie Meyer

They wouldn't let me play; only Alice would play games with me anymore. — Stephenie Meyer

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

It is always hard to believe that the courageous step is so close to us, that it is closer than we ever could imagine, that in fact, we already know what it is, and that the step is simpler, more radical than we had thought: which is why we so often prefer the story to be more elaborate, our identities clouded by fear, the horizon safely in the distance, the essay longer than it needs to be and the answer safely in the realm of impossibility. — David Whyte

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. — Stephenie Meyer

I watched her, waiting.
She smiled. Her lips curved up and the edges, and her chocolate eyes warmed.
I'd just admitted to stalking her, and she was smiling. — Stephenie Meyer

Both the poor and the rich need salvation. At the same time, each person has his or her specific sinfulness and enslavement. The patterns of enslavement differ, which means that the specific sinfulness of the rich is different from that of the poor. Therefore, in Luke's gospel, the rich are tested on the ground of their wealth, whereas others are tested on loyalty toward their family, their people, their culture, and their work (Lk 9:59-61) (Nissen 1984:175). This means that the poor are sinners like everyone else, because ultimately sinfulness is rooted in the human heart. — David J. Bosch

A hundred yards away, Mike Newton was lowering Bella's limp body to the sidewalk. She slumped unresponsively against the wet concrete, her skin chalky as a corpse. I almost took the door off the car. — Stephenie Meyer

Bears," I muttered, adding a new fear to the pile. "That would be just her luck, wouldn't it? Stray bear in town. OF course it would head straight for Bella. — Stephenie Meyer

If he'd done something to harm her, I would annihilate him. — Stephenie Meyer

In a memoir, I think, the contract implies a certain degree of truth. I think you have to be as true to your memory and your experience as you possibly can. — David Leavitt

Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker — Stephenie Meyer

Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe. — Stephenie Meyer

Be confident, and just do it. It's all about not questioning what everyone else is thinking, since they're probably looking to others to know what is or isn't cool. — Zoe Kravitz