"So why does Edward bother being good? Because he doesn’t like causing suffering. Even living on the death of the very evilest of humans, eventually all the killing makes him feel purely monstrous, and he hates feeling that way. He wants to feel like himself. He wants to feel the higher human emotions (love for his family particularly) that get lost when you live for the hunt and the bloodlust. He doesn’t think being good will earn him anything, but he still does it, because he still thinks good is better than bad, whether it gives him something in return or not.”
“You held out your hand, and I took it without
stopping to make sense of what I was doing.
For the first time in almost a century,
I felt hope.”
[…] His perfect face was almost severe with the depth of his emotion. And then, as he met my awed gaze, he broke into a breathtaking smile of exultation.
His eyes were cautious — he spoke slowly. “Marry me first.”
I stared at him, waiting….”Okay. What’s the punch line?”
You’re wounding my ego, Bella. I just proposed to you, and you think it’s a joke.
I’ve been watching your world from afar
I’ve been trying to be where you are
And I’ve been secretly falling apart
Happiness was the main component in my life now.
˝When I’m about to blow the candles on my birthday cake and everybody is telling me I must make a wish, I just go into a tailspin. I’m thinking: what do I wish?, and I just can’t seem to think about anything. Then I close my eyes, take a deep breath and there comes my wish. I don’t know how to explain what goes on inside of me, but that’s what happens: breathing is the key to understand what’s really important to me.˝