tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46469299685665974952024-02-07T08:23:27.230-08:00Obsessions Of A Black Butterflymy passion,devotion,illusions ~ my obsessionsblackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-31340813379492344712010-04-14T03:48:00.001-07:002010-04-14T03:48:54.378-07:00Reading Paulo Coelho's "The Alchemist""My heart is a traitor," the boy said to the <br />
<br />
alchemist, when they had paused to<br />
rest the horses. "It doesn't want me to go on."<br />
"That makes sense," the alchemist answered. "Naturally <br />
<br />
it's afraid that, in<br />
pursuing your dream, you might lose everything you've <br />
<br />
won."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Well, then, why should I listen to my heart?"<br />
<br />
Because you will never again be able to keep it quiet. <br />
<br />
Even if you pretend not<br />
to have heard what it tells you, it will always be <br />
<br />
there inside you, repeating to<br />
you what you're thinking about life and about the <br />
<br />
world."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Treason is a blow that comes unexpectedly. If you know <br />
<br />
your heart well, it will<br />
never be able to do that to you. Because you'll know <br />
<br />
its dreams and wishes, and<br />
will know how to deal with them.<br />
"You will never be able to escape from your heart. So <br />
<br />
it's better to listen to<br />
what it has to say. That way, you'll never have to <br />
<br />
fear an unanticipated blow."<br />
<br />
<br />
The boy continued to listen to his heart as they <br />
<br />
crossed the desert. He came to<br />
understand its dodges and tricks, and to accept it as <br />
<br />
it was. He lost his fear, and<br />
forgot about his need to go back to the oasis, <br />
<br />
because, one afternoon, his heart<br />
told him that it was happy. "Even though I complain <br />
<br />
sometimes," it said,<br />
<br />
"it's<br />
because I'm the heart of a person, and people's hearts <br />
<br />
are that way. People are<br />
afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because <br />
<br />
they feel that they don't<br />
deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve <br />
<br />
them. We, their hearts,<br />
become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away <br />
<br />
forever, or of moments<br />
that could have been good but weren't, or of treasures <br />
<br />
that might have been<br />
found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because, <br />
<br />
when these things<br />
happen, we suffer terribly."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer," the <br />
<br />
boy told the alchemist one<br />
night as they looked up at the moonless sky.<br />
"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse <br />
<br />
than the suffering itself. And<br />
that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search <br />
<br />
of its dreams, because<br />
every second of the search is a second's encounter <br />
<br />
with God and with eternity."<br />
"Every second of the search is an encounter with God," <br />
<br />
the boy told his heart.<br />
"When I have been truly searching for my treasure, <br />
<br />
every day has been<br />
luminous, because I've known that every hour was a <br />
<br />
part of the dream that I<br />
would find it. When I have been truly searching for my <br />
<br />
treasure, I've discovered<br />
things along the way that I never would have seen had <br />
<br />
I not had the courage to<br />
try things that seemed impossible for a shepherd to <br />
<br />
achieve."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
his heart began to tell him things that came from the <br />
<br />
Soul<br />
of the World. It said that all people who are happy <br />
<br />
have God within them. And<br />
that happiness could be found in a grain of sand from <br />
<br />
the desert, as the<br />
alchemist had said. Because a grain of sand is a <br />
<br />
moment of creation, and the<br />
universe has taken millions of years to create it. <br />
<br />
"Everyone on earth has a<br />
treasure that awaits him," his heart said. "We, <br />
<br />
people's hearts, seldom say<br />
much about those treasures, because people no longer <br />
<br />
want to go in search of<br />
them. We speak of them only to children. Later, we <br />
<br />
simply let life proceed, in<br />
its own direction, toward its own fate. But, <br />
<br />
unfortunately, very few follow the<br />
path laid out for them–the path to their destinies, <br />
<br />
and to happiness. Most people<br />
see the world as a threatening place, and, because <br />
<br />
they do, the world turns out,<br />
indeed, to be a threatening place.<br />
<br />
<br />
"So, we, their hearts, speak more and more softly. We <br />
<br />
never stop speaking out,<br />
but we begin to hope that our words won't be heard: we <br />
<br />
don't want people to<br />
suffer because they don't follow their <br />
<br />
hearts."Continue in the direction of the Pyramids," <br />
<br />
said the alchemist. "And continue to<br />
pay heed to the omens. Your heart is still capable of <br />
<br />
showing you where the<br />
treasure is."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Is that the one thing I still needed to know?"<br />
"No," the alchemist answered. "What you still need to <br />
<br />
know is this: before a<br />
<br />
"Why don't people's hearts tell them to continue to <br />
<br />
follow their dreams?" the<br />
boy asked the alchemist.<br />
"Because that's what makes a heart suffer most, and <br />
<br />
hearts don't like to suffer."<br />
From then on, the boy understood his heart. He asked <br />
<br />
it, please, never to stop<br />
speaking to him. He asked that, when he wandered far <br />
<br />
from his dreams, his<br />
heart press him and sound the alarm. The boy swore <br />
<br />
that, every time he heard<br />
the alarm, he would heed its message.<br />
That night, he told all of this to the alchemist. And <br />
<br />
the alchemist understood that<br />
the boy's heart had returned to the Soul of the World.<br />
<br />
the Soul of the World tests everything that was <br />
<br />
learned along<br />
the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so <br />
<br />
that we can, in addition to<br />
realizing our dreams, master the lessons we've learned <br />
<br />
as we've moved toward<br />
that dream. That's the point at which most people give <br />
<br />
up. It's the point at<br />
which, as we say in the language of the desert, one <br />
<br />
'dies of thirst just when the<br />
palm trees have appeared on the horizon.'<br />
"Every search begins with beginner's luck. And every <br />
<br />
search ends with the<br />
victor's being severely tested."<br />
The boy remembered an old proverb from his country. It <br />
<br />
said that the darkest<br />
hour of the night came just before the dawn.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Are you crazy?" the boy asked the alchemist, when <br />
<br />
they had moved on. "What<br />
did you do that for?"<br />
"To show you one of life's simple lessons," the <br />
<br />
alchemist answered. "When you<br />
possess great treasures within you, and try to tell <br />
<br />
others of them, seldom are<br />
you believed."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Does a man's heart always help him?" the boy asked <br />
<br />
the alchemist.<br />
"Mostly just the hearts of those who are trying to <br />
<br />
realize their destinies. But they do help children, <br />
<br />
drunkards, and the elderly, too."<br />
"Does that mean that I'll never run into danger?"<br />
"It means only that the heart does what it can," the <br />
<br />
alchemist said.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Trust in your heart, but never forget that you're<br />
in the desert. When men are at war with one another, <br />
<br />
the Soul of the World can<br />
hear the screams of battle. No one fails to suffer the <br />
<br />
consequences of<br />
everything under the sun."<br />
<br />
"Your eyes show the strength of your soul," answered <br />
<br />
the alchemist.<br />
<br />
<br />
If we're going to go our separate ways soon," the boy <br />
<br />
said, "then teach me<br />
about alchemy."<br />
"You already know about alchemy. It is about <br />
<br />
penetrating to the Soul of the<br />
World, and discovering the treasure that has been <br />
<br />
reserved for you."<br />
"No, that's not what I mean. I'm talking about <br />
<br />
transforming lead into gold."<br />
"Everything in the universe evolved," he said. "And, <br />
<br />
for wise men, gold is the<br />
metal that evolved the furthest. Don't ask me why; I <br />
<br />
don't know why. I just<br />
know that the Tradition is always right.<br />
"Men have never understood the words of the wise. So <br />
<br />
gold, instead of being<br />
seen as a symbol of evolution, became the basis for <br />
<br />
conflict."<br />
"There are many languages spoken by things," the boy <br />
<br />
said. "There was a time<br />
when, for me, a camel's whinnying was nothing more <br />
<br />
than whinnying. Then it<br />
became a signal of danger. And, finally, it became <br />
<br />
just a whinny again."<br />
But then he stopped. The alchemist probably already <br />
<br />
knew all that.<br />
<br />
"I have known true alchemists," the alchemist <br />
<br />
continued. "They locked<br />
themselves in their laboratories, and tried to evolve, <br />
<br />
as gold had. And they<br />
found the Philosopher's Stone, because they understood <br />
<br />
that when something<br />
evolves, everything around that thing evolves as well.<br />
"Others stumbled upon the stone by accident. They <br />
<br />
already had the gift, and<br />
their souls were readier for such things than the <br />
<br />
souls of others. But they don't<br />
count. They're quite rare.<br />
"And then there were the others, who were interested <br />
<br />
only in gold. They never<br />
found the secret. They forgot that lead, copper, and <br />
<br />
iron have their own destinies to fulfill. And anyone <br />
<br />
who interferes with the destiny of another thing<br />
never will discover his own."<br />
<br />
<br />
"The sea has lived on in this shell, because that's <br />
<br />
its destiny. And it will never<br />
cease doing so until the desert is once again covered <br />
<br />
by water."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"What is an alchemist?" he asked, finally.<br />
"It's a man who understands nature and the world. If <br />
<br />
he wanted to, he could<br />
destroy this camp just with the force of the wind."<br />
The men laughed. They were used to the ravages of war, <br />
<br />
and knew that the<br />
wind could not deliver them a fatal blow. Yet each <br />
<br />
felt his heart beat a bit<br />
faster. They were men of the desert, and they were <br />
<br />
fearful of sorcerers.<br />
"I want to see him do it," said the chief.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Don't let them see that you're afraid," the alchemist <br />
<br />
said. "They are brave<br />
men, and they despise cowards."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"You gave them everything I had!" the boy said. <br />
<br />
"Everything I've saved in my<br />
entire life!"<br />
"Well, what good would it be to you if you had t6 <br />
<br />
die?" the alchemist answered.<br />
"Your money saved us for three days. It's not often <br />
<br />
that money saves a person's<br />
life."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Don't give in to your fears," said the alchemist, in <br />
<br />
a strangely gentle voice. "If<br />
you do, you won't be able to talk to your heart."<br />
"But I have no idea how to turn myself into the wind."<br />
"If a person is living out his destiny, he knows <br />
<br />
everything he needs to know.<br />
There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible <br />
<br />
to achieve: the fear of<br />
failure."<br />
<br />
<br />
"I'm not afraid of failing. It's just that I don't <br />
<br />
know how to turn myself into the<br />
wind."<br />
"Well, you'll have to learn; your life depends on it."<br />
"But what if I can't?"<br />
"Then you'll die in the midst of trying to realize <br />
<br />
your destiny. That's a lot better<br />
than dying like millions of other people, who never <br />
<br />
even knew what their<br />
destinies were.<br />
"But don't worry," the alchemist continued. "Usually <br />
<br />
the threat of death makes<br />
people a lot more aware of their lives."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Remember what I told you: the world is only the <br />
<br />
visible aspect of God. And<br />
that what alchemy does is to bring spiritual <br />
<br />
perfection into contact with the<br />
material plane."<br />
"What are you doing?"<br />
"Feeding my falcon."<br />
"If I'm not able to turn myself into the wind, we're <br />
<br />
going to die," the boy said.<br />
"Why feed your falcon?"<br />
"You're the one who may die," the alchemist said. "I <br />
<br />
already know how to turn<br />
myself into the wind."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Somewhere you are holding the person I love," the boy <br />
<br />
said. "So, when I look<br />
out over your sands, I am also looking at her. I want <br />
<br />
to return to her, and I<br />
need your help so that I can turn myself into the <br />
<br />
wind."<br />
"What is love?" the desert asked.<br />
"Love is the falcon's flight over your sands. Because <br />
<br />
for him, you are a green<br />
field, from which he always returns with game. He <br />
<br />
knows your rocks, your<br />
dunes, and your mountains, and you are generous to <br />
<br />
him."<br />
"The falcon's beak carries bits of me, myself," the <br />
<br />
desert said. "For years, I care<br />
for his game, feeding it with the little water that I <br />
<br />
have, and then I show him<br />
where the game is. And, one day, as I enjoy the fact <br />
<br />
that his game thrives on<br />
my surface, the falcon dives out of the sky, and takes <br />
<br />
away what I've created."<br />
"But that's why you created the game in the first <br />
<br />
place," the boy answered. "To<br />
nourish the falcon. And the falcon then nourishes man. <br />
<br />
And, eventually, man<br />
will nourish your sands, where the game will once <br />
<br />
again flourish. That's how the<br />
world goes."<br />
"So is that what love is?"<br />
"Yes, that's what love is. It's what makes the game <br />
<br />
become the falcon, the<br />
falcon become man, and man, in his turn, the desert. <br />
<br />
It's what turns lead into<br />
gold, and makes the gold return to the earth."<br />
"I don't understand what you're talking about," the <br />
<br />
desert said.<br />
"But you can at least understand that somewhere in <br />
<br />
your sands there is a<br />
woman waiting for me. And that's why I have to turn <br />
<br />
myself into the wind."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Help me," the boy said. "One day you carried the <br />
<br />
voice of my loved one to<br />
me."<br />
"Who taught you to speak the language of the desert <br />
<br />
and the wind?"<br />
"My heart," the boy answered.<br />
<br />
<br />
"You can't be the wind," the wind said. "We're two <br />
<br />
very different things."<br />
"That's not true," the boy said. "I learned the <br />
<br />
alchemist's secrets in my travels. I<br />
have inside me the winds, the deserts, the oceans, the <br />
<br />
stars, and everything<br />
created in the universe. We were all made by the same <br />
<br />
hand, and we have the<br />
same soul. I want to be like you, able to reach every <br />
<br />
corner of the world, cross<br />
the seas, blow away the sands that cover my treasure, <br />
<br />
and carry the voice of<br />
the woman I love."<br />
"I heard what you were talking about the other day <br />
<br />
with the alchemist," the<br />
wind said. "He said that everything has its own <br />
<br />
destiny. But people can't turn<br />
themselves into the wind."<br />
"Just teach me to be the wind for a few moments," the <br />
<br />
boy said. "So you and I<br />
can talk about the limitless possibilities of people <br />
<br />
and the winds."<br />
<br />
<br />
wanted to talk about those things, but it didn't know <br />
<br />
how to turn a man into the<br />
wind. And look how many things the wind already knew <br />
<br />
how to do! It created<br />
deserts, sank ships, felled entire forests, and blew <br />
<br />
through cities filled with<br />
music and strange noises. It felt that it had no <br />
<br />
limits, yet here was a boy saying<br />
that there were other things the wind should be able <br />
<br />
to do.<br />
"This is what we call love," the boy said, seeing that <br />
<br />
the wind was close to<br />
granting what he requested. "When you are loved, you <br />
<br />
can do anything in<br />
creation. When you are loved, there's no need at all <br />
<br />
to understand what's<br />
happening, because everything happens within you, and <br />
<br />
even men can turn<br />
themselves into the wind. As long as the wind helps, <br />
<br />
of course."<br />
The wind was a proud being, and it was becoming <br />
<br />
irritated with what the boy<br />
was saying. It commenced to blow harder, raising the <br />
<br />
desert sands. But finally it<br />
had to recognize that, even making its way around the <br />
<br />
world, it didn't know how<br />
to turn a man into the wind. And it knew nothing about <br />
<br />
love.<br />
"In my travels around the world, I've often seen <br />
<br />
people speaking of love and<br />
looking toward the heavens," the wind said, furious at <br />
<br />
having to acknowledge its<br />
own limitations. "Maybe it's better to ask heaven."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"The wind told me that you know about love " the boy <br />
<br />
said to the sun. "If you<br />
know about love, you must also know about the Soul of <br />
<br />
the World, because it's<br />
made of love."<br />
"From where I am," the sun said, "I can see the Soul <br />
<br />
of the World. It<br />
communicates with my soul, and together we cause the <br />
<br />
plants to grow and the<br />
sheep to seek out shade. From where I am–and I'm a <br />
<br />
long way from the earth–I<br />
learned how to love. I know that if I came even a <br />
<br />
little bit closer to the earth,<br />
everything there would die, and the Soul of the World <br />
<br />
would no longer exist. So<br />
we contemplate each other, and we want each other, and <br />
<br />
I give it life and<br />
warmth, and it gives me my reason for living."<br />
"So you know about love," the boy said.<br />
"And I know the Soul of the World, because we have <br />
<br />
talked at great length to<br />
each other during this endless trip through the <br />
<br />
universe. It tells me that its<br />
greatest problem is that, up until now, only the <br />
<br />
minerals and vegetables<br />
understand that all things are one. That there's no <br />
<br />
need for iron to be the same<br />
as copper, or copper the same as gold. Each performs <br />
<br />
its own exact function as<br />
a unique being, and everything would be a symphony of <br />
<br />
peace if the hand that<br />
wrote all this had stopped on the fifth day of <br />
<br />
creation.<br />
"But there was a sixth day," the sun went on.<br />
"You are wise, because you observe everything from a <br />
<br />
distance," the boy said.<br />
"But you don't know about love. If there hadn't been a <br />
<br />
sixth day, man would not<br />
exist; copper would always be just copper, and lead <br />
<br />
just lead. It's true that<br />
everything has its destiny, but one day that destiny <br />
<br />
will be realized. So each<br />
thing has to transform itself into something better, <br />
<br />
and to acquire a new<br />
destiny, until, someday, the Soul of the World becomes <br />
<br />
one thing only."<br />
The sun thought about that, and decided to shine more <br />
<br />
brightly. The wind, which<br />
was enjoying the conversation, started to blow with <br />
<br />
greater force, so that the<br />
sun would not blind the boy.<br />
"This is why alchemy exists," the boy said. "So that <br />
<br />
everyone will search for his<br />
treasure, find it, and then want to be better than he <br />
<br />
was in his former life. Lead<br />
will play its role until the world has no further need <br />
<br />
for lead; and then lead will<br />
have to turn itself into gold.<br />
"That's what alchemists do. They show that, when we <br />
<br />
strive to become better<br />
than we are, everything around us becomes better, <br />
<br />
too."<br />
"Well, why did you say that I don't know about love?" <br />
<br />
the sun asked the boy.<br />
"Because it's not love to be static like the desert, <br />
<br />
nor is it love to roam the<br />
world like the wind. And it's not love to see <br />
<br />
everything from a distance, like you<br />
do. Love is the force that transforms and improves the <br />
<br />
Soul of the World. When<br />
I first reached through to it, I thought the Soul of <br />
<br />
the World was perfect. But<br />
later, I could see that it was like other aspects of <br />
<br />
creation, and had its own<br />
passions and wars. It is we who nourish the Soul of <br />
<br />
the World, and the world we<br />
live in will be either better or worse, depending on <br />
<br />
whether we become better<br />
or worse. And that's where the power of love comes in. <br />
<br />
Because when we love,<br />
we always strive to become better than we are."<br />
"So what do you want of me?" the sun asked.<br />
"I want you to help me turn myself into the wind," the <br />
<br />
boy answered.<br />
"Nature knows me as the wisest being in creation," the <br />
<br />
sun said. "But I don't<br />
know how to turn you into the wind."<br />
"Then, whom should I ask?"<br />
The sun thought for a minute. The wind was listening <br />
<br />
closely, and wanted to tell<br />
every corner of the world that the sun's wisdom had <br />
<br />
its limitations. That it was unable to deal with this <br />
<br />
boy who spoke the Language of the World.<br />
"Speak to the hand that wrote all," said the sun.<br />
<br />
<br />
The boy reached through to the Soul of the World, and <br />
<br />
saw that it was a part of<br />
the Soul of God. And he saw that the Soul of God was <br />
<br />
his own soul. And that he,<br />
a boy, could perform miracles.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"From here on, you will be alone," the alchemist said. <br />
<br />
"You are only three hours<br />
from the Pyramids."<br />
"Thank you," said the boy. "You taught me the Language <br />
<br />
of the World."<br />
"I only invoked what you already knew."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Will I learn to do that someday?" the boy asked.<br />
"This was my destiny, not yours," the alchemist <br />
<br />
answered. "But I wanted to<br />
show you that it was possible."<br />
<br />
<br />
"But I'm going in search of my treasure," the boy <br />
<br />
said. "I'm very close to it<br />
now."<br />
"And I'm certain you'll find it," the alchemist said.<br />
"Then why this?"<br />
"Because you have already lost your savings twice. <br />
<br />
Once to the thief, and once<br />
to the general. I'm an old, superstitious Arab, and I <br />
<br />
believe in our proverbs.<br />
There's one that says, 'Everything that happens once <br />
<br />
can never happen again.<br />
But everything that happens twice will surely happen a <br />
<br />
third time.'<br />
<br />
<br />
"Where your treasure is, there also will be your <br />
<br />
heart," the alchemist had told<br />
him.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Be aware of<br />
the place where you are brought to tears. That's where <br />
<br />
I am, and that's where your treasure is."<br />
<br />
"<br />
<br />
<br />
But here he was, at the point of finding his treasure, <br />
<br />
and he reminded himself<br />
that no project is completed until its objective has <br />
<br />
been achieved. The boy<br />
looked at the sands around him, and saw that, where <br />
<br />
his tears had fallen, a<br />
scarab beetle was scuttling through the sand. During <br />
<br />
his time in the desert, he<br />
had learned that, in Egypt, the scarab beetles are a <br />
<br />
symbol of God.<br />
Another omen! The boy began to dig into the dune. As <br />
<br />
he did so, he thought of<br />
what the crystal merchant had once said: that anyone <br />
<br />
could build a pyramid in<br />
his backyard. The boy could see now that he couldn't <br />
<br />
do so if he placed stone<br />
upon stone for the rest of his life.<br />
<br />
<br />
But before they left, he came back to the boy and <br />
<br />
said, "You're not going to die.<br />
You'll live, and you'll learn that a man shouldn't be <br />
<br />
so stupid. Two years ago,<br />
right here on this spot, I had a recurrent dream, too. <br />
<br />
I dreamed that I should<br />
travel to the fields of Spain and look for a ruined <br />
<br />
church where shepherds and<br />
their sheep slept. In my dream, there was a sycamore <br />
<br />
growing out of the ruins<br />
of the sacristy, and I was told that, if I dug at the <br />
<br />
roots of the sycamore, I<br />
would find a hidden treasure. But I'm not so stupid as <br />
<br />
to cross an entire desert<br />
just because of a recurrent dream."<br />
<br />
<br />
"No," he heard a voice on the wind say. "If I had told <br />
<br />
you, you wouldn't have<br />
seen the Pyramids. They're beautiful, aren't they?"<br />
<br />
<br />
It's true; life really is generous to those who pursue <br />
<br />
their destiny, the boy<br />
thought.blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-38405676080428894982010-04-13T03:45:00.000-07:002010-04-14T03:46:25.033-07:00Reading Paulo Coelho's "The Alchemist"The heat lasted until nightfall, and<br />
all that time he had to carry his jacket. But when he <br />
<br />
thought to complain about<br />
the burden of its weight, he remembered that, because <br />
<br />
he had the jacket, he<br />
had withstood the cold of the dawn.<br />
<br />
<br />
"People from all over the world have passed through <br />
<br />
this village, son," said his<br />
father. "They come in search of new things, but when <br />
<br />
they leave they are<br />
basically the same people they were when they arrived. <br />
<br />
They climb the<br />
mountain to see the castle, and they wind up thinking <br />
<br />
that the past was better<br />
than what we have now. They have blond hair, or dark <br />
<br />
skin, but basically<br />
they're the same as the people who live right here."<br />
"But I'd like to see the castles in the towns where <br />
<br />
they live," the boy explained.<br />
"Those people, when they see our land, say that they <br />
<br />
would like to live here<br />
forever," his father continued.<br />
"Well, I'd like to see their land, and see how they <br />
<br />
live," said his son.<br />
"The people who come here have a lot of money to <br />
<br />
spend, so they can afford to<br />
travel," his father said. "Amongst us, the only ones <br />
<br />
who travel are the<br />
shepherds."<br />
"Well, then I'll be a shepherd!"<br />
<br />
Take to the fields, and someday<br />
you'll learn that our countryside is the best, and our <br />
<br />
women the most beautiful."<br />
<br />
<br />
If he were to tire of the Andalusian fields, he<br />
could sell his sheep and go to sea. By the time he had <br />
<br />
had enough of the sea,<br />
he would already have known other cities, other women, <br />
<br />
and other chances to<br />
be happy. I couldn't have found God in the seminary, <br />
<br />
he thought, as he looked<br />
at the sunrise.<br />
<br />
"And dreams are the language of God. When he speaks in <br />
<br />
our language, I can<br />
interpret what he has said. But if he speaks in the <br />
<br />
language of the soul, it is<br />
only you who can understand.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"I told you that your dream was a difficult one. It's <br />
<br />
the simple things in life that<br />
are the most extraordinary; only wise men are able to <br />
<br />
understand them. And<br />
since I am not wise, I have had to learn other arts, <br />
<br />
such as the reading of<br />
palms."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"What's the world's greatest lie?" the boy asked, <br />
<br />
completely surprised.<br />
"It's this: that at a certain point in our lives, we <br />
<br />
lose control of what's happening<br />
to us, and our lives become controlled by fate. That's <br />
<br />
the world's greatest lie."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"At that point in their lives, everything is clear and <br />
<br />
everything is possible. They<br />
are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything <br />
<br />
they would like to see<br />
happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a <br />
<br />
mysterious force begins to<br />
convince them that it will be impossible for them to <br />
<br />
realize their destiny."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"It's a force that appears to be negative, but <br />
<br />
actually shows you how to realize<br />
your destiny. It prepares your spirit and your will, <br />
<br />
because there is one great<br />
truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it <br />
<br />
is that you do, when you<br />
really want something, it's because that desire <br />
<br />
originated in the soul of the<br />
universe. It's your mission on earth."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
The Soul of the World is nourished by<br />
people's happiness. And also by unhappiness, envy, and <br />
<br />
jealousy. To realize<br />
one's destiny is a person's only real obligation. All <br />
<br />
things are one.<br />
"And, when you want something, all the universe <br />
<br />
conspires in helping you to<br />
achieve it."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"If you start out by promising what you don't<br />
even have yet, you'll lose your desire to work toward <br />
<br />
getting it."<br />
The boy told him that he had already promised to give <br />
<br />
one-tenth of his treasure<br />
to the Gypsy.<br />
"Gypsies are experts at getting people to do that," <br />
<br />
sighed the old man. "In any<br />
case, it's good that you've learned that everything in <br />
<br />
life has its price. This is<br />
what the Warriors of the Light try to teach."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
He was sure that it made no<br />
difference to her on which day he appeared: for her, <br />
<br />
every day was the same,<br />
and when each day is the same as the next, it's <br />
<br />
because people fail to recognize<br />
the good things that happen in their lives every day <br />
<br />
that the sun rises.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"I'm surprised," the boy said. "My friend bought all <br />
<br />
the other sheep<br />
immediately. He said that he had always dreamed of <br />
<br />
being a shepherd, and<br />
that it was a good omen."<br />
"That's the way it always is," said the old man. "It's <br />
<br />
called the principle of<br />
favorability. When you play cards the first time, you <br />
<br />
are almost sure to win.<br />
Beginner's luck."<br />
"Why is that?"<br />
"Because there is a force that wants you to realize <br />
<br />
your destiny; it whets your<br />
appetite with a taste of success."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"In order to find the treasure, you will have to <br />
<br />
follow the omens. God has<br />
prepared a path for everyone to follow. You just have <br />
<br />
to read the omens that he<br />
left for you."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
" 'Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give <br />
<br />
you,' said the wisest of wise<br />
men. 'The secret of happiness is to see all the <br />
<br />
marvels of the world, and never<br />
to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.' "<br />
<br />
<br />
The shepherd said nothing. He had understood the story <br />
<br />
the old king had told<br />
him. A shepherd may like to travel, but he should <br />
<br />
never forget about his sheep.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
All this happened between sunrise and sunset, the boy <br />
<br />
thought. He was feeling<br />
sorry for himself, and lamenting the fact that his <br />
<br />
life could have changed so<br />
suddenly and so drastically.<br />
He was so ashamed that he wanted to cry. He had never <br />
<br />
even wept in front of<br />
his own sheep. But the marketplace was empty, and he <br />
<br />
was far from home, so<br />
he wept. He wept because God was unfair, and because <br />
<br />
this was the way God<br />
repaid those who believed in their dreams.<br />
When I had my sheep, I was happy, and I made those <br />
<br />
around me happy.<br />
People saw me coming and welcomed me, he thought. But <br />
<br />
now I'm sad and<br />
alone. I'm going to become bitter and distrustful of <br />
<br />
people because one person<br />
betrayed me. I'm going to hate those who have found <br />
<br />
their treasure because I<br />
never found mine. And I'm going to hold on to what <br />
<br />
little I have, because I'm<br />
too insignificant to conquer the world.<br />
<br />
"I'm like everyone else–I see the world in<br />
terms of what I would like to see happen, not what <br />
<br />
actually does."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"When you want something, all the universe conspires <br />
<br />
in helping you to achieve<br />
it," he had said.<br />
<br />
<br />
"Learn to recognize omens, and follow them," the old <br />
<br />
king had said.<br />
<br />
<br />
He had learned that there were certain things<br />
one shouldn't ask about, so as not to flee from one's <br />
<br />
own destiny.<br />
"I promised<br />
that I would make my own decisions," he said to <br />
<br />
himself.<br />
<br />
<br />
There was a moment of silence so profound that it <br />
<br />
seemed the city was asleep.<br />
No sound from the bazaars, no arguments among the <br />
<br />
merchants, no men<br />
climbing to the towers to chant. No hope, no <br />
<br />
adventure, no old kings ordestinies, no treasure, and <br />
<br />
no Pyramids. It was as if the world had fallen silent<br />
because the boy's soul had. He sat there, staring <br />
<br />
blankly through the door of the<br />
café, wishing that he had died, and that everything <br />
<br />
would end forever at that<br />
moment.<br />
<br />
<br />
"Because we have to respond to omens," the boy said, <br />
<br />
almost without meaning<br />
to; then he regretted what he had said, because the <br />
<br />
merchant had never met<br />
the king.<br />
"It's called the principle of favorability, beginner's <br />
<br />
luck. Because life wants you<br />
to achieve your destiny," the old king had said.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
every<br />
blessing ignored becomes a curse.<br />
<br />
<br />
"I guess you don't believe that a king would talk to <br />
<br />
someone like me, a<br />
shepherd," he said, wanting to end the conversation.<br />
"Not at all. It was shepherds who were the first to <br />
<br />
recognize a king that the rest<br />
of the world refused to acknowledge. So, it's not <br />
<br />
surprising that kings would talk<br />
to shepherds."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Everything in life is an omen," said the Englishman, <br />
<br />
now closing the journal he<br />
was reading. "There is a universal language, <br />
<br />
understood by everybody, but<br />
already forgotten. I am in search of that universal <br />
<br />
language, among other<br />
things. That's why I'm here. I have to find a man who <br />
<br />
knows that universal<br />
language. An alchemist."<br />
<br />
The closer one gets to realizing his destiny, the more <br />
<br />
that destiny becomes his<br />
true reason for being, thought the boy.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I've learned things from the sheep, and I've learned <br />
<br />
things from crystal, he<br />
thought. I can learn something from the desert, too. <br />
<br />
It seems old and wise.<br />
<br />
<br />
maybe he<br />
was also learning the universal language that deals <br />
<br />
with the past and the<br />
present of all people. "Hunches," his mother used to <br />
<br />
call them. The boy was<br />
beginning to understand that intuition is really a <br />
<br />
sudden immersion of the soul<br />
into the universal current of life, where the <br />
<br />
histories of all people are connected,<br />
and we are able to know everything, because it's all <br />
<br />
written there.<br />
"Maktub," the boy said, remembering the crystal <br />
<br />
merchant.<br />
<br />
<br />
But all this happened for one basic reason: no matter <br />
<br />
how many detours and<br />
adjustments it made, the caravan moved toward the same <br />
<br />
compass point. Once<br />
obstacles were overcome, it returned to its course, <br />
<br />
sighting on a star that<br />
indicated the location of the oasis. When the people <br />
<br />
saw that star shining in the<br />
morning sky, they knew they were on the right course <br />
<br />
toward water, palm<br />
trees, shelter, and other people. It was only the <br />
<br />
Englishman who was unaware<br />
of all this; he was, for the most part, immersed in <br />
<br />
reading his books.<br />
<br />
<br />
people need not fear the unknown if they are capable <br />
<br />
of achieving what they<br />
need and want.<br />
<br />
"We are afraid of losing what we have, whether it's <br />
<br />
our life or our possessions<br />
and property. But this fear evaporates when we <br />
<br />
understand that our life stories<br />
and the history of the world were written by the same <br />
<br />
hand."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Once you get into the desert, there's no going back," <br />
<br />
said the camel driver.<br />
"And, when you can't go back, you have to worry only <br />
<br />
about the best way of<br />
moving forward. The rest is up to Allah, including the <br />
<br />
danger."<br />
And he concluded by saying the mysterious word: <br />
<br />
"Maktub."<br />
<br />
<br />
"We make a lot of detours, but we're always<br />
heading for the same destination."<br />
<br />
"That's the principle that governs all things," he <br />
<br />
said. "In alchemy, it's called the<br />
Soul of the World. When you want something with all <br />
<br />
your heart, that's when<br />
you are closest to the Soul of the World. It's always <br />
<br />
a positive force."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Everything on earth is being continuously <br />
<br />
transformed, because the earth is<br />
alive… and it has a soul. We are part of that soul, so <br />
<br />
we rarely recognize that it<br />
is working for us. But in the crystal shop you <br />
<br />
probably realized that even the<br />
glasses were collaborating in your success."<br />
<br />
<br />
"I have watched the caravan as it crossed the desert," <br />
<br />
he said.<br />
"The caravan and the desert speak the same language, <br />
<br />
and it's for that reason<br />
that the desert allows the crossing. It's going to <br />
<br />
test the caravan's every step to<br />
see if it's in time, and, if it is, we will make it to <br />
<br />
the oasis."<br />
<br />
<br />
But there was one idea that seemed to<br />
repeat itself throughout all the books: all things are <br />
<br />
the manifestation of one<br />
thing only.<br />
<br />
<br />
They were men who had dedicated their entire lives to <br />
<br />
the purification of metals<br />
in their laboratories; they believed that, if a metal <br />
<br />
were heated for many years,<br />
it would free itself of all its individual properties, <br />
<br />
and what was left would be<br />
the Soul of the World. This Soul of the World allowed <br />
<br />
them to understand<br />
anything on the face of the earth, because it was the <br />
<br />
language with which all<br />
things communicated. They called that discovery the <br />
<br />
Master Work–it was part<br />
liquid and part solid.<br />
<br />
<br />
"It's not easy to find the Philosopher's Stone," said <br />
<br />
the Englishman. "The<br />
alchemists spent years in their laboratories, <br />
<br />
observing the fire that purified the<br />
metals. They spent so much time close to the fire that <br />
<br />
gradually they gave up<br />
the vanities of the world. They discovered that the <br />
<br />
purification of the metals had<br />
led to a purification of themselves."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Why do they make things so complicated?" he asked the <br />
<br />
Englishman one night.<br />
The boy had noticed that the Englishman was irritable, <br />
<br />
and missed his books.<br />
"So that those who have the responsibility for <br />
<br />
understanding can understand,"<br />
he said. "Imagine if everyone went around transforming <br />
<br />
lead into gold. Gold<br />
would lose its value.<br />
"It's only those who are persistent, and willing to <br />
<br />
study things deeply, who<br />
achieve the Master Work. That's why I'm here in the <br />
<br />
middle of the desert. I'm<br />
seeking a true alchemist who will help me to decipher <br />
<br />
the codes."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"I learned that the world has a soul, and that whoever <br />
<br />
understands that soul can<br />
also understand the language of things. I learned that <br />
<br />
many alchemists realized<br />
their destinies, and wound up discovering the Soul of <br />
<br />
the World, the<br />
Philosopher's Stone, and the Elixir of Life.<br />
"But, above all, I learned that these things are all <br />
<br />
so simple that they could be<br />
written on the surface of an emerald."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Everyone has his or her own way of learning things," <br />
<br />
he<br />
said to himself. "His way isn't the same as mine, nor <br />
<br />
mine as his. But we're both<br />
in search of our destinies, and I respect him for <br />
<br />
that."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Because I don't live in either my past or my future. <br />
<br />
I'm interested only in the<br />
present. If you can concentrate always on the present, <br />
<br />
you'll be a happy man.<br />
You'll see that there is life in the desert, that <br />
<br />
there are stars in the heavens, and<br />
that tribesmen fight because they are part of the <br />
<br />
human race. Life will be a<br />
party for you, a grand festival, because life is the <br />
<br />
moment we're living right<br />
now."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
don't know why these things have to be transmitted by <br />
<br />
word of mouth, he<br />
thought. It wasn't exactly that they were secrets; God <br />
<br />
revealed his secrets easily<br />
to all his creatures.<br />
He had only one explanation for this fact: things have <br />
<br />
to be transmitted this way<br />
because they were made up from the pure life, and this <br />
<br />
kind of life cannot be<br />
captured in pictures or words.<br />
Because people become fascinated with pictures and <br />
<br />
words, and wind up<br />
forgetting the Language of the World.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Meanwhile, the boy thought about his treasure. The <br />
<br />
closer he got to the<br />
realization of his dream, the more difficult things <br />
<br />
became. It seemed as if what<br />
the old king had called "beginner's luck" were no <br />
<br />
longer functioning. In his<br />
pursuit of the dream, he was being constantly <br />
<br />
subjected to tests of his<br />
persistence and courage. So he could not be hasty, nor <br />
<br />
impatient. If he pushed<br />
forward impulsively, he would fail to see the signs <br />
<br />
and omens left by God along<br />
his path.<br />
God placed them along my path. He had surprised <br />
<br />
himself with the thought.<br />
Until then, he had considered the omens to be things <br />
<br />
of this world. Like eating<br />
or sleeping, or like seeking love or finding a job. He <br />
<br />
had never thought of them<br />
in terms of a language used by God to indicate what he <br />
<br />
should do.<br />
"Don't be impatient," he repeated to himself. "It's <br />
<br />
like the camel driver said:<br />
'Eat when it's time to eat. And move along when it's <br />
<br />
time to move along.' "<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
At that moment, it seemed to him that time stood <br />
<br />
still, and the Soul of the<br />
World surged within him. When he looked into her dark <br />
<br />
eyes, and saw that her<br />
lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he <br />
<br />
learned the most important<br />
part of the language that all the world spoke–the <br />
<br />
language that everyone on<br />
earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It <br />
<br />
was love. Something older<br />
than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Something <br />
<br />
that exerted the same<br />
force whenever two pairs of eyes met, as had theirs <br />
<br />
here at the well. She<br />
smiled, and that was certainly an omen–the omen he had <br />
<br />
been awaiting,<br />
without even knowing he was, for all his life. The <br />
<br />
omen he had sought to find<br />
with his sheep and in his books, in the crystals and <br />
<br />
in the silence of the desert.<br />
It was the pure Language of the World. It required no <br />
<br />
explanation, just as the<br />
universe needs none as it travels through endless <br />
<br />
time. What the boy felt at<br />
that moment was that he was in the presence of the <br />
<br />
only woman in his life, and that, with no need for <br />
<br />
words, she recognized the same thing. He was more<br />
certain of it than of anything in the world. He had <br />
<br />
been told by his parents and<br />
grandparents that he must fall in love and really know <br />
<br />
a person before<br />
becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way <br />
<br />
had never learned<br />
the universal language. Because, when you know that <br />
<br />
language, it's easy to<br />
understand that someone in the world awaits you, <br />
<br />
whether it's in the middle of<br />
the desert or in some great city. And when two such <br />
<br />
people encounter each<br />
other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future <br />
<br />
become unimportant. There<br />
is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that <br />
<br />
everything under the sun<br />
has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that <br />
<br />
evokes love, and creates<br />
a twin soul for every person in the world. Without <br />
<br />
such love, one's dreams<br />
would have no meaning.<br />
Maktub, thought the boy.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"you told me that you loved me. Then, you taught me<br />
something of the universal language and the Soul of <br />
<br />
the World. Because of that,<br />
I have become a part of you."<br />
<br />
<br />
"You have told me about your dreams, about the old <br />
<br />
king and your treasure.<br />
And you've told me about omens. So now, I fear <br />
<br />
nothing, because it was those<br />
omens that brought you to me. And I am a part of your <br />
<br />
dream, a part of your<br />
destiny, as you call it.<br />
"That's why I want you to continue toward your goal. <br />
<br />
If you have to wait until<br />
the war is over, then wait. But if you have to go <br />
<br />
before then, go on in pursuit of<br />
your dream. The dunes are changed by the wind, but the <br />
<br />
desert never changes.<br />
That's the way it will be with our love for each <br />
<br />
other.<br />
"Maktub," she said. "If I am really a part of your <br />
<br />
dream, you'll come back one<br />
day."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"The desert takes our men from us, and they don't <br />
<br />
always return," she said. "We<br />
know that, and we are used to it. Those who don't <br />
<br />
return become a part of the<br />
clouds, a part of the animals that hide in the ravines <br />
<br />
and of the water that<br />
comes from the earth. They become a part of <br />
<br />
everything… they become the<br />
Soul of the World.<br />
"Some do come back. And then the other women are happy <br />
<br />
because they<br />
believe that their men may one day return, as well. I <br />
<br />
used to look at those<br />
women and envy them their happiness. Now, I too will <br />
<br />
be one of the women<br />
who wait.<br />
"I'm a desert woman, and I'm proud of that. I want my <br />
<br />
husband to wander as<br />
free as the wind that shapes the dunes. And, if I have <br />
<br />
to, I will accept the fact<br />
that he has become a part of the clouds, and the <br />
<br />
animals and the water of the<br />
desert."<br />
<br />
<br />
he was grateful to be in love. When you are in love,<br />
things make even more sense, he thought.<br />
<br />
<br />
"When people consult me, it's not that I'm reading the <br />
<br />
future; I am guessing at<br />
the future. The future belongs to God, and it is only <br />
<br />
he who reveals it, under<br />
extraordinary circumstances. How do I guess at the <br />
<br />
future? Based on the omens<br />
of the present. The secret is here in the present. If <br />
<br />
you pay attention to the<br />
present, you can improve upon it. And, if you improve <br />
<br />
on the present, what<br />
comes later will also be better. Forget about the <br />
<br />
future, and live each day<br />
according to the teachings, confident that God loves <br />
<br />
his children. Each day, in<br />
itself, brings with it an eternity."<br />
<br />
<br />
to die tomorrow was no worse than dying on any other <br />
<br />
day. Every day was<br />
there to be lived or to mark one's departure from this <br />
<br />
world. Everything<br />
depended on one word: "Maktub."<br />
<br />
<br />
What is a stranger doing in a strange land?"<br />
"I am following my destiny. It's not something you <br />
<br />
would understand."<br />
The stranger placed his sword in its scabbard, and the <br />
<br />
boy relaxed.<br />
"I had to test your courage," the stranger said. <br />
<br />
"Courage is the quality most<br />
essential to understanding the Language of the World."<br />
<br />
<br />
"Show me where there is life out in the<br />
desert. Only those who can see such signs of life are <br />
<br />
able to find treasure."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"I'm going away," he said. "And I want you to know <br />
<br />
that I'm coming back. I love<br />
you because…"<br />
"Don't say anything," Fatima interrupted. "One is <br />
<br />
loved because one is loved. No<br />
reason is needed for loving."<br />
But the boy continued, "I had a dream, and I met with <br />
<br />
a king. I sold crystal and<br />
crossed the desert. And, because the tribes declared <br />
<br />
war, I went to the well,<br />
seeking the alchemist. So, I love you because the <br />
<br />
entire universe conspired to<br />
help me find you."<br />
The two embraced. It was the first time either had <br />
<br />
touched the other.<br />
"I'll be back," the boy said.<br />
"Before this, I always looked to the desert with <br />
<br />
longing," said Fatima. "Now it<br />
will be with hope. My father went away one day, but he <br />
<br />
returned to my mother,<br />
and he has always come back since then."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"You're crying?"<br />
"I'm a woman of the desert," she said, averting her <br />
<br />
face. "But above all, I'm a<br />
woman."<br />
<br />
<br />
Don't think about what you've left behind," the <br />
<br />
alchemist said to the boy as<br />
they began to ride across the sands of the desert. <br />
<br />
"Everything is written in the<br />
Soul of the World, and there it will stay forever."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"There is only one way to learn," the alchemist <br />
<br />
answered. "It's through action.<br />
Everything you need to know you have learned through <br />
<br />
your journey. You need<br />
to learn only one thing more."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"And what went wrong when other alchemists tried to <br />
<br />
make gold and were<br />
unable to do so?"<br />
"They were looking only for gold," his companion <br />
<br />
answered. "They were seeking<br />
the treasure of their destiny, without wanting <br />
<br />
actually to live out the destiny."<br />
<br />
<br />
It's a code," said the boy, a bit disappointed. "It <br />
<br />
looks like what I saw in the<br />
Englishman's books."<br />
"No," the alchemist answered. "It's like the flight of <br />
<br />
those two hawks; it can't be<br />
understood by reason alone. The Emerald Tablet is a <br />
<br />
direct passage to the Soul<br />
of the World.<br />
"The wise men understood that this natural world is <br />
<br />
only an image and a copy<br />
of paradise. The existence of this world is simply a <br />
<br />
guarantee that there exists a<br />
world that is perfect. God created the world so that, <br />
<br />
through its visible objects,<br />
men could understand his spiritual teachings and the <br />
<br />
marvels of his wisdom.<br />
That's what I mean by action."<br />
"Should I understand the Emerald Tablet?" the boy <br />
<br />
asked.<br />
"Perhaps, if you were in a laboratory of alchemy, this <br />
<br />
would be the right time to<br />
study the best way to understand the Emerald Tablet. <br />
<br />
But you are in the desert.<br />
So immerse yourself in it. The desert will give you an <br />
<br />
understanding of the<br />
world; in fact, anything on the face of the earth will <br />
<br />
do that. You don't even<br />
have to understand the desert: all you have to do is <br />
<br />
contemplate a simple grain<br />
of sand, and you will see in it all the marvels of <br />
<br />
creation."<br />
<br />
<br />
"How do I immerse myself in the desert?"<br />
"Listen to your heart. It knows all things, because it <br />
<br />
came from the Soul of the<br />
World, and it will one day return there."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
"Why do we have to listen to our hearts?" the boy <br />
<br />
asked, when they had made<br />
camp that day.<br />
"Because, wherever your heart is, that is where you'll <br />
<br />
find your treasure."<br />
"But my heart is agitated," the boy said. "It has its <br />
<br />
dreams, it gets emotional,<br />
and it's become passionate over a woman of the desert. <br />
<br />
It asks things of me,<br />
and it keeps me from sleeping many nights, when I'm <br />
<br />
thinking about her."<br />
"Well, that's good. Your heart is alive. Keep <br />
<br />
listening to what it has to say."blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-65750866234054669692010-04-12T05:15:00.000-07:002010-04-12T05:15:06.820-07:00Playing Hotel CityA new game by playfish is hotel city! It's similar to home inn but by comparison it is more colorful and intersting.I expect items will be updated everyweek and new things to discover will be added too as this is from the makers of my favorite pet society!!! :)<br />
<br />
The game is cute and simple. You manage your hotel,expand it so there'll be more guests and you earn more.<br />
You get to buy rooms and put them together.<br />
<br />
functional room- cleaning room where you can hire a staff to work as hotel keeper and clean up guest rooms<br />
<br />
commercial rooms- gymn,restaurant,bar,cinema,swimming pool, arcade (allows you to hire staff again to manage a particular room<br />
<br />
decorated rooms- it's a predesigned room you can just drag to the building so u don't have to worry about choosing for interiors<br />
<br />
guest room- smaller to big rooms you can drag and decorate<br />
<br />
you can max the decoration bar in each rooms and get more coins per guests :)<br />
<br />
weee i love poking on the guests and earning 450 coins per head and visitng friends and recieving my bag of coins for the day! :) you can poke your friends' guests too and earn. it's quicker to earn here although items are expensive too hehe and you need to hire real friends from your facebook so that you get rid of temporary staff in your hotel each time you add a commercial building as it makes shift rates so high that way.<br />
<br />
<br />
Talking about hiring...<br />
Playfish should fix "hire/temporary staff" problem before more and more of it's players get's too annoyed and just delete the application. Wahhh it's happening for me and it's sooo frustrating that it's been days and they haven't fixed it. : Pblackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-7064445124710194752010-04-12T03:45:00.000-07:002010-04-12T05:33:52.859-07:00Another Movie with Lasting Imprints<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Chris_McCandless.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Chris_McCandless.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<i><b><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Happiness is only real when shared."</span></span></b></i> This is what he wrote in between a line of a page of a book he loves.<br />
<br />
<br />
Few weeks ago i was watching a movie "<b>into the wild</b>" the true life story of Christopher Mccandles. It felt like a dragging weird one that I asked my sis to move it to another channel but then it turned out, I was listening to the narration and as I kept watching the guy moving from one place to another I was suddenly all so curious with him. A young man who's got all big and beautiful possibilities open for him,smart,intelligent fresh graduate who gave up all he had in the bank , left home to start a life traveling and making hope in an absolute remoteness. His strong ideals and philosophies can be very uni que,deceptive,or too pure or misled? Some think he's a rebellious wasted man, some think he's a real model of a life of dreams, and courage, some think he's a poor religious aztec, or perhaps even a cult.<br />
<br />
The adventures in his solitude made immortal in his journals, kept me watching the movie instead with full intent and in fact, hmmm it has left this inkmark on me that i've been researching about him too.<br />
<br />
In his self-chosen battle and journey , he lived life to discover the depths of nature,silence,self-sufficiency and intense idealism as influenced by Jack London, Leo Tolstoy, W. H. Davies, and Henry David Thoreau.<br />
<br />
The tragedy of his end is like some stinging claw on my heart as he died realizing too late and imagining way back in the arms of his loved ones. His body was found dead on September 6, 1992, weighing an estimated 67 pounds (30 kg). Believed to have died by starvation or speculated poison from an ingested toxic seed. He tore the final page from Louis L'Amour's memoir, Education of a Wandering Man, which contains an excerpt from a Robinson Jeffers poem titled "Wise Men in Their Bad Hours":<br />
<br />
<span style="background-color: lime;"><b><i>Death's a fierce meadowlark: but to die having made<br />
Something more equal to centuries<br />
Than muscle and bone, is mostly to shed weakness.<br />
The mountains are dead stone, the people<br />
Admire or hate their stature, their insolent quietness,<br />
The mountains are not softened or troubled<br />
And a few dead men's thoughts have the same temper</i></b></span>.<br />
<br />
On the other side of the page, McCandless added, <b>"I HAVE HAD A HAPPY LIFE AND THANK THE LORD. GOODBYE AND MAY GOD BLESS ALL</b>!"blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-15670596989092234882010-04-03T03:54:00.000-07:002010-04-12T05:18:10.172-07:00Playing Social CityI've been playing Social City, another game brought to facebook by playdom, maker of mobsters. Hmmm Now i think the game has a pretty interesting concept actually that takes you from the sickening,drowning stupid clicks of suffocating farmville life. : P weee!<br />
<br />
Now from the apartment of yoville,to the once easy peaceful life in the farm, this time to a regionion where you can lead your city to big booom!<br />
<br />
As a mayor, you are given a population you can grow, build commercial buildings,liesure buidings, factories,homes,create beautiful landscape. Buying homes allows your population to grow. You need to create more commercial/liesure buildings as they grow and need to produce more at the factory to be able to get those buildings. You have to work a sensible balance between your population and your liesure. Too much population without liesure will make citizens unhappy and eventually your people won't grow in number. (<br />
Also note, your citizens are just as unhappy will pause its growth if liesure buildings are dirty and need cleaning so watch out for the broomstick sign and make cleanups so they produce. You do need to take proper look at the list of contracts you get from your factories coz that's how you earn your money to buy more buildings. :) Job contracts are available in a wide range that you can chooose the best one to earn you while on your computer or away for some time. It can be tricky as some contracts offer you big wage but then somehow are too expensive to sign up with. I love to look at the contracts and study which brings more money sensibly with less investment and good duration. :) Choose what's best for your schedule and avoid stress. :)<br />
<br />
make it quick<br />
commercial buildings,houses-create population<br />
liesure buildings/sceneries-allows population growth<br />
factories-create money<br />
money-will get you buildings and factories :)<br />
<br />
I love this game it's pretty addictive BUT<br />
I do believe what TURNS OFF players might be<br />
IT'S POOR ,SLOPPY, LOUSY SERVER!<br />
Wahhhhh I am sick of how the loading time bug just can't get permanently fixed. It's a pitty that playdom got such great concept but poooor server. I doubt if much of us will be insistently playing the game when it's NOT LOADABLE, NOT PLAYABLE for series of days like i'm suffering for two weeks now.<br />
<br />
:( I used to be the top city among my friend's list but now ... i don't know how much i've slipped down because of playdom's poor connectivity problems. I still think playfish and zynga games doesn't give me this headache!<br />
or....well if they did one timme or two, they act on it and get it fixed so we keep and enjoy the application.<br />
<br />
Paging playdom pleaaaaaaase fix it! :(blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-72877339889859145952009-06-21T06:51:00.000-07:002009-06-21T19:04:21.904-07:00Reading Danielle Steel's "MALICE"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBSP8Wt2ZQaTmbc86NLfO_Tl1zrl1olISxgokCCWo89VLxw2XdWN-irj8J5fblqAHaADRlDvWqirM40UbNL9e6TqChwHGgOp9eer-g0xEu0fkTCUUVM7x_YQPfi74MxMR6GzIjIdJZsRit/s1600-h/DS.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBSP8Wt2ZQaTmbc86NLfO_Tl1zrl1olISxgokCCWo89VLxw2XdWN-irj8J5fblqAHaADRlDvWqirM40UbNL9e6TqChwHGgOp9eer-g0xEu0fkTCUUVM7x_YQPfi74MxMR6GzIjIdJZsRit/s320/DS.jpeg" /></a></div><br />
<i>From an Illinois prison to a modeling agency to a challenging career in New York, Grace Adams carries the pain and betrayal of her </i><i>past, until she finds happiness in the arms of New York attorney Charles Mackenzie, but her new life is threatened by an old enemy who will do anything to destroy her</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Yes, I am really really catching up with this! I have</span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> Sidney Sheldon, Nicholas Sparks and Danielle Stee</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">l novels all lined up. Just started </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">MALICE</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> this day and I really wonder why I happen to read this time similar sensitive case? Wahhh this one is twice vile than what happened to Ashley in Sheldon's "tell me your dreams".</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This is the story of a 17-yr old orphan </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">convicted for manslaughter</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> of his own father the night her mom was just burried. Shrouded by unbearable mist of a dark family secret, Grace carries with her the pain and horror initially subjecting herseslf to a twisted form of love to protect the family she never had nor loved her back. She finds herself resolved to take on any deadly verdict. It was with the help of her </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Molly</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">, herpsychiatrist and her attorney </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">David</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> where for the first time in her life she found a nurturing friendship. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Grace being sentenced to a reduced degree served behind a more darker, riotous,beastly savage nature of the real life in prison. The horrors of her past repeats itself more oddly as she becomes a helpless victim trapped by a supposedly gang rape with women headed by terrorizing </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Brenda</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">. Somehow, in the middle of this danger she fnds timely rescue byLuana, antoher inmate who to her luck turned out to be the </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">most-invincible-feared-one. </span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Together with </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Luana</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> and </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sally</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">, her cellmate, life turns bearable as she becomes stronger She somehow found her inner peace as she shared friendship and protection of new friends. However two more heartbreaking things occured as she approaches the end of her term. Molly announces her wedding but the night she was headed for honeymoon, dies in plane crash while David (who's secretly in love and obssessed of her) finally moves away to get married. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">At the end of two years </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">life will turn differently for Grace as she takes on a promising modelling career and meets </span><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Charles Mackenzie.</span></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> Life seems beautful only that she finds herself extremely haunted by the past that may break her agan and again.</span>blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-45845171034112301202009-06-20T05:12:00.000-07:002009-06-20T05:23:30.736-07:00Bookmarked From "Tell Me Your Dreams"Some pages i love to go back to :)<br /><br /><br />"Hello," Alette said shyly.<br />The artist nodded toward the painting he was working on.<br />"What do you think?"<br />"Bellissimo. I think it's wonderful." And she waited for<br />her inner voice to say. For a stupid amateur. But it didn't<br />happen. She was surprised. "It's really wonderful."<br />He smiled. "Thank you. My name is Richard, Richard<br />Melton."<br />"Alette Peters."<br />"Do you come here often?" Richard asked.<br />"Si. As often as I can. I don't live in San Francisco."<br /><strong>"Where do you live?"</strong><br /><span style="background-;color:lime;"><em>"In Cupertino." Not-"It's none of your damn business" or<br />"Wouldn't you like to know?" but-"In Cupertino."</em></span><em> </em><strong><em>What is<br />happening to me?</em></strong><br /><strong>"That's a nice little town.</strong>"<br />"<span style="background-;color:lime;">I like it." Not-"What the hell makes you think it's a<br />nice little town?" or "What do you know about nice little<br />towns?</span><strong><em>" but-"I like it."</em></strong><br />He was finished with the painting. "<strong>I'm hungry. Can I buy<br />you lunch? Cafe De Young has pretty good food."</strong><br />Alette hesitated only a moment. <span style="background-;color:lime;">"Va bene. I'd like that."<br />Not-"You look stupid" or "I don't have lunch with strangers,"</span><br /><strong><em>but-"I'd like that. "</em></strong> It was a new, exhilarating experience<br />for Alette<br /><br /><strong>what i think: <span style="color:#3d85c6;">kinda really cute how even an alter is aware she isn't normal</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;">touched perhaps by some sort of an undeniable chemistry. hehe </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;">arghhh sad it didn't end that lovey-happy </span></strong><br /><br />"I had <span style="font-size:large;">a terrible dream last nigh</span><span style="font-size:large;">t</span>," Ashley said. She<br />closed her eyes, reliving it.<strong> "I was running. I was in a huge<br />garden filled with flowers... They had weird, ugly faces...<br />They were screaming at me... I couldn't hear what they were<br />saying. I just kept running toward something... I don't know<br />what...."</strong> She stopped and opened her eyes.<br /><strong>"Could you have been running away from something?</strong> <strong>Was<br />something chasing you?"</strong><br />"I don't know. I-I think I'm being followed. Dr. Speakman.<br />It sounds crazy, but-I think someone wants to kill me."<br />He studied her a moment. "Who would want to kill you?"<br />"I-I have no idea."<br />"Have you seen anyone following you?"<br />"No."<br />"You live alone, don't you?"<br />"Yes."<br />"Are you seeing anyone? I mean romantically?"<br />"No. Not right now."<br />"So it's been a while since you-I mean sometimes when a<br />woman doesn't have a man in her life-well, a kind of physical<br />tension can build up...."<br />What<strong> he's trying to tell me is that I need a good- She<br />could not bring herself to say the word. She could hear her<br />father yelling at her, "Don't ever say that word again.<br />People will think you're a little slut. Nice people don't say<br />flick. Where do you pick up that kind of language?"</strong><br />"I think you've just been working too hard, Ashley. I<br />don't believe you have anything to worry about. It's probably<br />just tension. Take it a little easier for a while. Get more<br />rest."<br />"I'll try."<br />Shane Miller was waiting<br /><br /><br /><strong>what i think:</strong> <span style="color:#3d85c6;"><strong>Look whos talking! lol initially i thought there is nothing wrong with father-daughter relationship, i suspected it was just the mother who died wahhhhhh but then it turned out to be both. </strong></span><br /><br /><strong>It was amazing how much people could change in ten years.<br />They were fatter and thinner... prosperous and downtrodden.<br />They were married and divorced... parents and parentless...</strong>.<br /><br /><strong>what i think</strong>:<strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;"> it always feels like that on reunions! wahhh be the thinner,prosperous,younger,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;">married and</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;">happy one ! :p </span></strong><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:black;"><strong> "Congratulations, David..."<br />"Good job..."<br />"You really showed them...."<br />David walked into his office. Holly was gone. David<br />started cleaning out his desk.<br />"David-"<br />David turned around. It was Joseph Kincaid.<br />Kincaid walked up to him and said,</strong></span><span style="background-;color:white;"><span style="background-;color:#cccccc;"><span style="background-;color:white;"><span style="color:black;"><strong> <span style="background-;color:lime;">"What are you doing?"</span></strong></span></span></span></span><span style="color:black;"><strong><br /><span style="background-;color:lime;">"I'm cleaning out my office. I was fired."</span><br />Kincaid smiled. </strong></span><span style="color:#38761d;"><strong>"Fired? Of course not No, no, no. There<br />was some kind of a misunderstanding." He beamed. "We're<br />making you a partner, my boy. In fact, I've set up a press<br />conference for you here this afternoon at three o'clock."</strong></span><span style="color:black;"><strong><br />David looked at him. <span style="background-;color:lime;">"Really?"</span><br />Kincaid nodded. </strong></span><strong><span style="color:#38761d;">"Absolutely."</span></strong><span style="color:black;"><strong><br /></strong></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:black;"><strong>David said, <span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:#f3f3f3;"><span style="background-;color:white;"><span style="background-;color:lime;">"You'd better cancel it. I've decided to go</span></span></span></span></span><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:#f3f3f3;"><span style="background-;color:white;"><br /></span></span></span></span></strong></span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>back into criminal law. I've been offered a partnership by<br />Jesse Quiller</strong></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>.</strong><strong> </strong></span><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>At least when you're dealing with that part of<br />the law, you know who the criminals really are.</strong><br /><strong>So, Joey,<br />baby, you take your partnership and shove it where the sun<br />don't shine."</strong></span><span style="color:#000000;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>what i thinK: </strong></span><strong><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:#f3f3f3;"><span style="background-;color:white;"><span style="color:#0b5394;">lol! that's what all suckers deserve! hehehe this part made me feel so devilishly </span></span></span></span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:#f3f3f3;"><span style="background-;color:white;"><span style="color:#0b5394;">triumphant for David! hehe </span></span></span></span></span></strong><span style="color:#339999;"><br /></span><strong><span style="color:#000000;">lesson:</span></strong><span style="color:#339999;"><strong> </strong></span><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>just be good to everyone okay?</strong><strong> </strong></span><strong><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:lime;"><span style="background-;color:#f3f3f3;"><span style="background-;color:white;"><span style="color:#0b5394;">and love people sincerely not for what you can get out of the relationship alone. might be too late ... fate has funny twist! :p</span></span></span></span></span></strong></span><span style="color:black;"><strong><span style="background-;color:lime;"><br /></span><span style="background-;color:lime;"><br /></span><span style="background-;color:lime;"><br /></span></strong></span><br />There was such an incredible chasm between her innocent<br />vulnerability and the dark forces that were able to take over<br />her life. <span style="background-;color:lime;">Every time he talked to Ashley, he had an<br />overpowering urge to try to protect her.</span> She's like a<br />daughter to me, he thought. <span style="font-size:large;">Who am I kidding? I'm falling in<br />love with her.</span><br />Dr. Keller went to see Otto Lewison. <strong><em>"I have a problem,<br />Otto."</em></strong><br />"I thought that was reserved for our patients."<br />"This involves one of our patients. Ashley Patterson."<br />"Oh?"<br /><strong><em>"I find that I'm-I'm very attracted to her."</em></strong><br />"Reverse transference?"<br />"Yes."<br /><em><strong>"That could be very dangerous for both of you, Gilbert."</strong></em><br />"I know."<br /><br /><br /><br />"I didn't know I had any problems until- Well, you know."<br />"Do you know why, Ashley? <strong><em>Because you buried them. <span style="background-;color:lime;">Y</span></em></strong><span style="background-;color:lime;"><strong><em>ou<br />couldn't face what happened to you, so you built the fences<br />in your mind and shut the bad things away.</em></strong></span><strong><em> To one degree or<br />another, a lot of people do that."</em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em> </em></strong><strong>what i think:<span style="color:#3d85c6;">automatically shut off yah or it would hurt too much wed die. </span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br />"Are you enjoying yourself?" he asked.<br />"Very much. Thank you." She looked at him and said,<br /><span style="background-;color:lime;"><em><strong>"You're not like other doctors."</strong></em></span><br /><em><span style="background-;color:lime;"><strong>"They don't dance?"</strong></span></em><br />"You know what I mean."<br />He was holding her close, and both of them felt the<br />urgency of the moment.<br /><strong>"That could be very dangerous for both of you,<br />Gilbert...."</strong><br /><br /><br /><br />It was all Gilbert Keller <strong>could do not to take her in his<br />arms and hold her and <span style="font-size:large;">tell her that he loved</span><span style="font-size:large;"> her</span> and<br />everything was going to be all right. </strong><span style="font-size:large;"><strong>But, of course, it was<br />impossible.</strong></span><strong> I'm her doctor.</strong><br /><br /><em><strong>I'll miss her. Dr. Keller thought. I'll miss her terribly. </strong></em><br /><br /><strong>what i think:</strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;"><span style="background-;color:white;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span></span><span style="background-;color:white;"><strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;">omg how do u handle that being in love with your patient?!</span></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="background-;color:cyan;"><em><strong><span style="color:black;">"Do you sleep well at night?"</span></strong></em></span><br /><strong>"Now I do, yes."</strong><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="background-;color:cyan;">"Tell Me Your Dreams.</span>"</span></em><br />"I used to have terrible dreams; something was always<br />chasing me. I thought I was going to be murdered."<br /><strong> </strong><br /><em><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="color:black;"><span style="background-;color:cyan;">"Do you still have those dreams?"</span></span></span></em><br />"Not anymore. My dreams are very peaceful. I see bright<br />colors and smiling people. Last night, I dreamed I was at a<br />ski resort, flying down the slopes. It was wonderful. I don't<br />mind cold weather at all anymore."<br /><br /><strong>what i think: </strong><strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;">no its not just a simle question at all. It means so much</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3d85c6;">more... </span></strong>blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-32339348164044908192009-06-20T04:22:00.000-07:002009-06-20T04:22:34.760-07:00Sheldon Always My Favorite!Wahhh!<br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I<span style="background-color: red;"><span style="background-color: red;"><b><span style="color: white;"> love </span></b></span></span>this book! </span><br />
I am not surprised his father is caple of it. Even when throughout the previous chapters he'z been described as a loving,sensitive,dedicated charitable best father in the world, somewhere int he story i doubted it. I guess coz it's too good to be true? hahahaa i mean hehe no offense meant but <i><b><span style="background-color: blue;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: lime;">when good sheeps are too good, hehe most often they are wolves! </span></span></span></b></i><br />
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True <b>evil </b>does <b>exist</b>. I don't believe in literal hell fire but how i wish all incestful bastards end up there. It gives me a strongly objecting disgust that her father who in the end was able to walk out freely and with a new family and another victim close by. Well, but in real lifethough sometimes it ends that way, some form of <b>evil persists </b>and we're <b>unjustified. </b>exactly the way we want.<br />
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Ashley's case of <b>multiple personality disorder/disassociative idetity crises i</b>s quite something too close to impossible to prove in the court of law that refuses to take ghosts and demons or other similar stuff as evidence hehehe yah it's tough. <br />
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Hmm i wish hehe in my too-girly-predictable way, that in the end she had someone that would've brought real love for her. <span style="background-color: red;"><span style="background-color: red;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-size: large;">The real love that heals</span>. </span></span></span><br />
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But hmmm Ashley seems to be impossibly under the self-made snare she thought would save her. I reallly wish the father was condemened and out in the open, mask off, and that she has been completely cured with a promising future but hehe there she was singing that pop- goes- the -weasel again! too bad wahh but well..talking about reality.blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-48726407325735137212009-06-18T05:41:00.000-07:002009-06-18T05:41:41.944-07:00Reading Sheldon's Tell Me Your DReams<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwWqPw-Os03VIkXiGseD6I7iRnvg55HaFuZ5_X7fu5bI8fU1zaPZ0Ud8srGNkpQhd-vXcvjiAQOHMz2dQIyEcz7sWS4JJ9ihQSPkVvQMLvkTEHQWO2LvfcS0nQk3DKs5hZNTsvnmXSzBv9/s1600-h/sheldonTellme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwWqPw-Os03VIkXiGseD6I7iRnvg55HaFuZ5_X7fu5bI8fU1zaPZ0Ud8srGNkpQhd-vXcvjiAQOHMz2dQIyEcz7sWS4JJ9ihQSPkVvQMLvkTEHQWO2LvfcS0nQk3DKs5hZNTsvnmXSzBv9/s320/sheldonTellme.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<b>Description</b><br />
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Meet Ashley Patterson, the brainy, babelicious "computer whiz" and confused heroine of Tell Me Your Dreams. Although she has a cushy job at Global Computer Graphics, a fast-growing start-up in Silicon Valley, her life falls short of fulfilling.She's lonely, shy, and absolutely convinced she's being stalked. What's worse, the only sympathetic ear around is her father, Dr. Patterson, the heartless heart surgeon, who has the charm of an electric eel and the compassion of a tarantula. Given her options, Ashley looks to the heavens for support and offers up an ultimatum to the Almighty: "I'll make a deal with you, God. If it doesn't rain, it means that everything is all right, that I've been imagining everything." Of course, it starts raining buckets just paragraphs later, setting off a car alarm of an omen about our computer cutie's fate.Enter Toni Prescott and Alette Peters. They both work with Ashley at Global Computer Graphics, but the similarities end there. Toni is a saucy, British vixen with a penchant for Internet dating and discotheques. La bella Italiana Alette, on the other hand, is a wannabe artist who prefers quiet, dreamy weekends withbeefcake painters. Reminiscent of junior high school, Toni and Alette do their best to keep Ashley out of their cool clique, but find it difficult when a string of murders irrevocably binds them together.Based on a true story and laden with realistic details--not to mention a whopper of an ending--Tell Me Your Dreams is vintage Sheldon. However, there is one necessary caveat: avoid moviegoer types who insist on telling you the entire plot before you have a chance to see it. You should be doing this anyway, but take extra care with this book. Once the surprise ending is blown, so is the fun in reading it. --Rebekah Warren<br />
Features<br />
Theme: Fiction, Fiction - Psychological Suspense, Fiction / Mystery & Detective / Women Sleuths, Mystery & Detective - Women Sleuths, Mystery/Suspense, Psychological, Suspense<br />
Date Published: August 01, 1999<br />
Publisher: Vision<br />
Author: Sidney Sheldon<br />
Pages: 384<br />
<b>source: Target.com</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am really catching up on books</span> and i have 5 from Sidney Sheldon lined up hehe<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This morning I started</span> with "tell me your dreams" Ummm to early to tell but i think Ashley could be the culprit for the 2 murders so far. Wowww I miss master sheldon! now i am so absorbed again. heheblackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-89892220916801048092009-06-16T04:10:00.000-07:002009-06-20T06:32:45.690-07:00Breaking Dawn Unforgettable Moments ~ part 1<b><span style="font-size: large;">JACOB'S BOOK</span></b> - obnoxious jacob! grrrr but nahhh he's funny. book 2 is Jacob's point of view and i find<br />
his style funny kind of annoying drama an stuff! Even his chapter titles are all so much of him, so so Jacobish!<br />
Although i can sypathize with him hmmm or maybe even empathize, i<span style="background-color: lime;"><b> still think his love is such a funny kind of melodrama! </b></span><br />
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<b>MISERY LOVES COMPANY </b>- Edward shouldn't have a change of heart about the monster. ..or so he thought but then distraught and exploding in pain upon seeing how edward-bella-baby in tummy and rosalie hugged one moment which changed it all. <b><span style="background-color: blue;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">A picture of happy family</span></span></b> ....wahhhh then out jacob goes with edward's offer of fancy car to fnd someone to imprint with and forget how he feels. hehe<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>JACOB THE ALPH</b>A</span> - wowww i love this part! Young and yet decisive, he knows when to stand up for his own and fight for bella you- and- me -against- the -world -type. It touches me how Edward can put burning courage for the one who calls him "bloodsucker" and the one he calls "dog". Edwad has unvield to Jacob his real upper state, his birthright, the real heir and Alpha and showed him how to embrace it and save bella and all of the tribe. He may have left his own tribe but he needed to <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>for what is RIGHT.</b></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">JACOB VS. BARBIE</span></b> - lol Jacob's one of favorite things everyday since Bella was pregnant was to stay close and find ways to hit on <span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="color: magenta;"><b>Barbie( jacob's very appropriate endearment for Rosalie)</b></span></span> to get herr temper escalating . He'd find apt jokes to annoy her which in a wierd way he and Edward can laugh together despite their thin layer (well at least thinning day to day layer of hostility) <br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="background-color: blue;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">Remember when he phased to his giant wolfy state</span> </span></span>a</b>nd how he intentionally settled himself right where his feet would almost touch barbie's face. lol and how he planned to and visualize all sorts of evil strategic attack to put an end to Barbie and that little monster! :p and how it turned out funny after when he saw the face of the child...lol'z i thought it might happen to him for teasing his friend imprinting on that baby!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>THE VANITIES OF ALICE</b> </span>- lol - wear-once-attire! that overreacting hallof fame designer and fashion model! wahhh andhow that makes bella under her submission likea dress up doll andall that! <span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="color: magenta;"><b>Her imposing ways for glamour and fashion </b></span></span></span>be it on bella's wardrome to her parties ...graduation and wedding wahhhh! and after wedding and even post vampirazation!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>BELLA the Seductress</b> -</span> LoL UMMmmm i think when she tried to get the vampire going for it, i kinda thought it should have been the other way around and i was right Edward told her exactly wha i had in mind. hehe well she's right, he's an<span style="background-color: magenta;"> </span><b><span style="color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: magenta;">o<span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: magenta;">l</span></span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: magenta;">d-fashioned vampire and hehe i think bella is an inexperienced seductress.</span></span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">BELLLA-EDWARD honeymoon </span></b>- ahhahathe inexperienced and the hesitant ummm.... and then bella waking up asking why she has feathers all over her....and all those chunks of wood from their down-trodden bed! :p lol a <span style="background-color: lime;"><b>dangerous vampire</b></span>!<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">BELLA'S PREGNANCY</span></b>- wahhh conceiving a human an dhalf immortal and al the harrowingg things that goes along with it unexpectedly like a too bg too fast-pased-cycle cracking her bones and sipping her blood.<br />
Remember that cup of goeey red liquid and the slurping thirst-crazed mom? weeeee<br />
wahhhhh well as the book warns....<i><b><span style="background-color: lime;">"if you love the one who is killling you, how could you not give it ...if it's someone you truly love?"</span></b></i><i><b><span style="background-color: lime;"> </span></b></i><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">BELLA'S emergency VAmpirizatio</span>n</b>! - wahhhh silly girl who loves to be a vampire but so bold enough to o for that where<b> <span style="background-color: magenta;"><span style="color: white;">Edward will have no choice</span></span></b><span style="background-color: magenta;">.</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">BELLA'S FIRST HUNT</span></b> - ummm wowww the remarkably beautiful model in her runway dress and designer shoes hehehe courtesy o<span style="background-color: cyan;">f<b> sweet-fashion-obssessed-sis Alice</b></span>! hehe out for her first festive meal!blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-65296073433205413622009-06-14T03:23:00.000-07:002009-06-18T04:10:36.897-07:00Hesitant Goodbye for Twilight Saga<b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="color: blue;">Days ago</span></span> </span></b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">when i flipped through the final page of Breaking Dawn, it's so wierd to feel sad when the last chapter was entitled <b>"THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER".</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: magenta;"><b>At the edge</b></span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of the story I felt like something pricked me ...gnawing and gaping pain but sort of numbing. :(</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: magenta;"><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">Perhaps</span></span></span></b> because the particular scene i shaped in my mind was too melodramatic to handle. In the middle of that vampie-wolf pact vs. the informidable Volturi it was that point Bella was giving in to the dark gallows of fate. The would-have-been separation was a hope for a life breathing on and yet a graceful surrender in death. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hmmm even when i was sue it's gonna be happy ending it felt that way. wahhhh</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My most unforgettable part on this book ...yay coming next post.</span>blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-7292603623841841372009-06-13T13:19:00.000-07:002009-06-16T06:24:31.196-07:00Quotes from EclipseEdward met my gaze evenly. <span style="background-color: cyan;">His expression was calm, <span style="font-size: large;">but the pain in his eyes was unconcealed</span></span>.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.506<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I didn’t say it wasn’t the best night I’ve ever spent. Just that I didn’t get a lot of sleep. I thought Bella was never going to shut up.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.509<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>But, if I had been able to take your place last night, it would not have made the top ten of the best nights of my life. Dream about that</strong></span>.<br />
<strong>Edward Culle</strong><strong>n</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.509<br />
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Don’t worry about me, Bells. I’ll be fine, just like I always am. ’Sides, you think I’m going to let Seth go in my place — <strong>have all the fun and steal all the glory? Right.</strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.510<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">All of my best nights have happened since I met you.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.511<br />
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<em>Near the end, though, you started mumbling some nonsense about ‘Jacob, my Jacob.’ Your Jacob enjoyed that quite a lot.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.512<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You love me more than I deserve.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.513<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You’ve always seemed more like a dream than reality.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.513<br />
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<em>A hundred years from now, when you’ve gained enough perspective to really appreciate the answer, I will explain it to you.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.513<br />
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It made no difference that Jacob was not human when he cried out. I needed no translation.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.514<br />
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<em>Truce over.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.514<br />
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<em>I never promised to fight fair. And he deserves to know.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.514<br />
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<em>Yes. I should save my energy to torment Jacob some more. I wouldn’t want to leave any part of him unharmed.</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.515<br />
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Do you think I care whether it’s fair or whether he was adequately warned? <strong><em>I’m hurting him. Every time I turn around, I’m hurting him again. I’m a hideous person.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.515<br />
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<strong><em>I was hurting everyone today. Was there anything I touched that didn’t get spoiled?</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.517<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I was selfish, I was hurtful. I tortured the ones I loved.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.517<br />
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<strong>Edward would never see me shed another tear for Jacob Black.</strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.517<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I had to get over this irrational feeling that Jacob belonged in my life. </span><span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>H</strong><strong>e couldn’t belong with me, could not be my Jacob, when I belonged to someone else.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.518<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">It would be no more than I deserved if I somehow lost them both.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swa</strong>n, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.520<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">There was no end to his generosity. I deserved him now less than I ever had.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.521<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I won’t go far, but I won’t listen, either. I know you don’t want an audience, <strong>no matter which way you decide to go.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.521<br />
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I<span style="font-size: large;"> had to never hurt him again. </span>T<span style="background-color: cyan;">hat would be my mission in life. Never again would I be the reason for this look to come into his eyes.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.521<br />
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Kiss me, Jacob. Kiss me, and then come back.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.525<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Jacob was right. He’d been right all along. <strong>He was more than just my friend</strong>. That’s why it was so <strong>impossible to tell him goodbye</strong> — <strong>because I was in love with him. Too. </strong>I loved him, much more than I should, and yet, still nowhere near enough. I was in love with him,<span style="font-size: large;"> but it was not enough to change anything</span>; it was only enough to hurt us both more. To <span style="font-size: large;">hurt him worse </span>than I ever had.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.528<br />
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<strong>That should have been our first kiss. Better late than never.</strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 23, p.530<br />
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I lay facedown across the sleeping bag, <span style="background-color: cyan;">waiting for justice to find me. Maybe an avalanche would bury me here. I wished it would. I never wanted to have to see my face in the mirror again.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.531<br />
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<strong>And I thought I fought dirty. He makes me look like the patron saint of ethics</strong>.<strong> I’m not mad at you,</strong> love. Jacob’s more cunning than I gave him credit for. <strong>I do wish you hadn’t asked him, though.</strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.532<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">It’s just that he would have kissed you anyway — even if you hadn’t fallen for it — a<strong>nd now I don’t have an excuse to break his face. I would have really enjoyed that, too.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.532<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Bella, d<strong>id you really believe he was that noble</strong>? That he would go out in a flame of glory just to clear the way for me?</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.532<br />
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There wasn’t enough room in my body to contain anything <strong>besides the hatred I felt toward myself.</strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.533<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You’re such a bad liar, you’ll believe anyone who has the least bit of skill.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.533<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">But you are human, Bella. And, as much as I might wish otherwise, so is he…</span> <span style="font-size: large;">There are holes in your life that I can’t fill. I understand that.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.533<br />
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When I left you, Bella, <span style="font-size: large;">I left you bleeding</span>. <span style="font-size: large;">Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">That was bound to leave its mark — on both of you. I’m not sure those kinds of stitches dissolve on their own. I can’t blame either of you for something I made necessary. I<strong> may gain forgiveness, but that doesn’t let me escape the consequences.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.534<br />
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<strong><em>I should have known you’d find some way to blame yourself. Please stop. I can’t stand it.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.534<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I can be noble, Bella. I’m not going to make you choose between us. <span style="font-size: large;">Just be happy, and you can have whatever part of me you want, or none at all, if that’s better. </span>Don’t let any debt you feel you owe me influence your decision.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.534<br />
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<strong><em>What happened to fighting back? Don’t start with the noble self-sacrifice now! Fight!</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.535<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong><em>I don’t care that it’s cold here. I don’t care that I stink like a dog right now. Make me forget how awful I am. Make me forget him. Make me forget my own name. Fight back!</em></strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.535<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong><em>You said I could have any part of you I wanted. I want this part. I want every part.</em></strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.535<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">First, because you are bizarrely moral for a vampire.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.536<br />
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We will try, Bella. <strong>I’ll make good on my promise.</strong> But I’d much rather it wasn’t in reaction to Jacob Black.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.536<br />
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We’ve got skill, training, and surprise on our side. It will be over very soon. <strong>If I didn’t truly believe that, I would be down there now — and you’d be here, </strong>chained to a tree or something along those lines.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.537<br />
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If I had<strong> to bleed to save them,</strong> <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>I would do it. I would die to do it, like the third wife. I had no silver dagger in my hand, but I would find a way.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.539<br />
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I wasn’t sure how I heard the low sound with all the other noises echoing off the stone wall and hammering inside my head. My own heartbeat should have been enough to drown it out. But, in the split second that I stared into Victoria’s eyes,<strong> I thought I heard a familiar, exasperated sigh.</strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 24, p.550<br />
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<strong><em>Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don’t hurt yourself.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.556<br />
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<strong><em>You don’t have to be afraid, Bella. You’re safe. I won’t hurt you.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.556<br />
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It’s going to be all right, Bella.<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong> I know you’re frightened now, but it’s over. No one is going to hurt you. I won’t touch you. I won’t hurt yo</strong></span>u.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.557<br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Are you… Aren’t you afraid of me?</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.557<br />
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<strong><em>I’m fine. I’m okay. I’m just. Freaking out. Give me. A minute.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.557<br />
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<strong><em>I didn’t want you to see that. See me like that. I know I must have terrified you</em></strong>.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.558<br />
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<strong><em>just beheaded and dismembered a sentient creature not twenty yards from you. That doesn’t bother you?</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.558<br />
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<em><strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">You know that you nearly gave me a heart attack? Not the easiest thing to do, t</span></strong></em>hat.<br />
<strong>Edward Culle</strong>n, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.559<br />
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<strong><em><span style="background-color: cyan;">Just you wait till I’m a vampire! I’m not going to be sitting on the sidelines next time.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.559<br />
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<strong>The Volturi do not honor truces with werewolves.</strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.564<br />
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She’ll come around when she’s ready, Edward. She’s had too much to deal with today. Let her mind protect itself.<br />
<strong>Carlisle Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.566<br />
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As soon as we’re done here, I will do what I can to help him. Sam is trying to get him to phase back to his human form. That will make treating him easier. I’ve <strong>never been to veterinarian school.</strong><br />
<strong>Carlisle Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.567<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Overprotective fool.</span><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.569<br />
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A united front, as Edward had said,<span style="font-size: large;"> with me at the heart, in the safest place.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.571<br />
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<em>There are no options for those who break the rules.</em><br />
<strong>Jane</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 25, p.572<br />
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<em>This one seems to bring out bizarrely strong reactions in our kind.</em><br />
<strong>Jane, Eclipse</strong>, Chapter 25, p.576<br />
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I<em>t’s too bad we missed the fight. It sounds like it would have been entertaining to watch.</em><br />
<strong>Jane, Eclipse</strong>, Chapter 25, p.577<br />
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<strong>Play your role first, Bella, and then you can do what you want second.</strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"> <strong>Part of being a Cullen is being meticulously responsible.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.581<br />
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It might be different for you. I’ve never seen anyone go through this who’s chosen it beforehand. It should be <strong>interesting to see how that affects you.</strong><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.583<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you ther</strong>e. It’s no wonder that Aro was so curious about your future abilities.</span><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.584<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I’m sorry. I can’t really empathize. My first memory is of seeing Jasper’s face in my future; I always knew that he was where my life was headed. But I can sympathize.</span> <strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">I’m so sorry you have to choose between two good things.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.585<br />
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Yeah — in between insulting somebody’s mother and taking the Lord’s name in vain, he said, ‘<strong>Bet you’re glad she loves Cullen instead of me today, huh, Charlie?’</strong><br />
<strong>Charlie Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.586<br />
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Edward’s more mature than Jacob when it comes to your safety, I’ll give him that much.<br />
<strong>Charlie Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.587<br />
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<em>One minute it was that <strong>wolf yowling, </strong>and then you couldn’t hear it anymore — Jake’s cussing drowned it right out. <strong>Got a set of lungs on him, that boy does.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Charlie Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.588<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><em><strong>And Edward was really… nice. He seemed as worried about Jacob as you are — like that was his brother lying there. The look in his eyes… He’s a decent guy, Bella. I’ll try to remember that. No promises, though.</strong></em></span><br />
<strong>Charlie Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.588<br />
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<em>Have you ever noticed how big those Quileute kids all are?</em><br />
<strong>Charlie Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.589<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">If only I could be <strong>struck by lightning and be split in two</strong>.<strong> Preferably painfully</strong>. <strong>For the first time, giving up being human felt like a true sacrifice. Like it might be too much to lose.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, Eclipse</strong>, Chapter 26, p.589<br />
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<br />
Dr. Fang isn’t sure how much pain medication I need, so he’s going with trial and error. Think he overdid it.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.592<br />
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<em><strong>Why didn’t anyone ever try to kill me when I wanted to die?</strong></em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.592<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">He wasn’t even mad at me — he wasn’t even mad at you!<span style="font-size: large;"> He’s so unselfish it makes me feel even worse</span>. I wish he would have yelled at me or something. It’s not like I don’t deserve . . . well, much worse that getting yelled at But he doesn’t care.<strong><span style="font-size: large;"> He just wants me to be happy.</span></strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.593<br />
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<strong><em>I was sort of counting on his reaction. Damn it all. He’s better than I thought</em></strong>.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.593<br />
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He’s playing every bit as hard as I am, only he knows what he’s doing and I don’t. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Don’t blame me because he’s a better manipulator than I am — I haven’t been around long enough to learn all his tricks.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.594<br />
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<strong><em>Don’t you think you ought to know how you feel — just so that it doesn’t take you by surprise someday when it’s too late and you’re a married vampire?</em></strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.594<br />
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<strong><em>Do I get points for making you cry?</em></strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.597<br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"><em>How can we be friends, when we love each other like this?</em></span></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.597<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I’m exactly right for you, Bella. It would have bee<strong>n effortless for us — comfortable, easy as breathing. </strong>I<strong> was the natural path your life would have taken</strong>… I<strong>f the world was the way it was supposed to be, if</strong> <span style="font-size: large;">there were no monsters and no magic…</span></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.599<br />
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<strong><em><span style="background-color: cyan;">Two futures, two soul mates… too much for any one person.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.599<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: large;">He’s like a drug for you, Bella</span>. I see that you <span style="font-size: large;">can’t live without him now</span>. It’s too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.</strong></em></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.599<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The clouds I can handle. But I can’t fight with an eclipse.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.600<br />
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<em><strong>Silly Jacob — don’t you know better than to believe vampire stories?</strong></em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.602<br />
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<strong><em>I’ll always be waiting in the wings, Bella. You’ll always have that spare option if you want it.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.602<br />
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<strong><em>I probably won’t think she’s good enough for you. I wonder how jealous I’ll be.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 26, p.603<br />
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<em><strong>Sometimes, there isn’t any way to compromise.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.607<br />
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<em>Nothing scared Charlie worse than tears.</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.608<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">My hindsight seemed unbearably clear tonight. I could see every mistake I’d made, every bit of harm I’d done, the small things and the big things.<strong> Each pain I’d caused Jacob, each wound I’d given Edward, stacked up into neat piles that I could not ignore or deny.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.608<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">It had not been Edward and Jacob that I’d been trying to force together, <strong>it was the two parts of myself, <span style="font-size: large;">Edward’s Bella and Jacob’s Bella. But they could not exist together</span>, and I never should have tried.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.608<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If it hurts you so much, how can it possibly be the right thing for you?</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.610<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Edward, I know who I can’t live without.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.610<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You may be brave enough or strong enough to live without me, if that’s what’s best. <strong>But I could never be that self-sacrificing. I have to be with you. It’s<span style="font-size: large;"> the only way I can live</span>.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.610<br />
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</em><br />
<em>Go play with Edward. I have to get to work.</em><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.614<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I<strong><em>’ve chosen my life — now I want to start living it.</em></strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.616<br />
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At least my mom and dad and my friends will know the best part of my choice, the most I’m allowed to tell them. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>They’ll know I chose you, and they’ll know we’re together. They’ll know I’m happy,</strong> wherever I am. I think that’s the best I can do for them.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.616<br />
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Bella, I see what you’re doing. Y<em>ou’re<strong> trying to make everyone else happy</strong>. And I don’t care about anyone else’s feelings. <strong>I only need you to be happ</strong>y. Don’t worry about breaking the news to Alice. I’ll take care of it. I promise she won’t make you feel guilty.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.617<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>We’re doing this your way. Because my way doesn’t wor</strong>k. I</span><strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"> call you stubborn, but look at what I’ve done. I’ve clung with such idiotic obstinacy to my idea of what’s best for you, though it’s only hurt yo</span></strong><strong>u</strong>.<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="background-color: cyan;">Hurt you so deeply, time and time again. I don’t trust myself anymore.</span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;"> <span style="font-size: large;">You can have happiness your way.</span> <strong>My way is always wrong.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.617<br />
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<strong><em>You don’t fight fair.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.620<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><em><strong>It’s a good thing you’re bulletproof. I’m going to need that ring. It’s time to tell Charlie.</strong></em></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 27, p.620<br />
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I<span style="background-color: cyan;">’d hate to shatter the dream world you live in —<strong> the one where the sun is orbiting the place where you stand — so I won’t tell you how little I care what your problem is. Go. Away.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Epilogue, p.622<br />
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<em>This is making me sick, Jacob. Can you imagine what this feels like to me? I don’t even like Bella Swan. And you’ve got me grieving over this leech-lover like I’m in love with her, too. Can you see where that might be a little confusing? I dreamed about kissing her last night! What the hell am I supposed to do with that?</em><br />
<strong>Leah Clearwater, </strong>Eclipse, Epilogue, p.622<br />
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<strong><em>Now Sue, she would have made one hell of a wolf. Leah’s more of a wolverine.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Billy Black</strong>, Eclipse, Epilogue, p.626<br />
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If the silence in my head lasted, I would never go back. I wouldn’t be the first one to choose this form over the other. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Maybe, if I ran far enough away, I would never have to hear again</strong></span>… I pushed my legs faster, l<strong>etting Jacob Black disappear behind me</strong>.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Epilogue, p.629blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-51500057383332524792009-06-12T13:04:00.000-07:002009-06-16T05:26:00.541-07:00Quotes From Eclipse<b>People — well, vampires and werewolves really</b>, but still —<b> <span style="background-color: cyan;">people</span></b><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="background-color: cyan;"> I loved</span></b><span style="background-color: cyan;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;">were going to <b>get <span style="font-size: large;">hurt</span></b>. Hurt <b><span style="font-size: large;">because of me</span></b>. Again. I wished my bad luck would focus a little more carefully.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.386<br />
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He raced through the black, quiet forest with me on his back, and even in his run I could feel the elation. He ran the way he did when it was just us,<span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: blue;"><b>just for enjoyment, just for the feel of the wind in his hair. It was the kind of thing that, during less anxious times, would have made me happy</b></span></span></span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: blue;"><b>.</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.386<br />
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<em>You’re very perceptive today. It’s impressive.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.389<br />
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Prepare yourselves — they’ve been holding out on us.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.391<br />
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<em>I’ll try not to break anything.</em><br />
<strong>Emmett Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.394<br />
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<strong><em>You truly are one frightening little monster.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Jasper Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.396<br />
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I’ll warn him if your plans get any more defined. <em><strong>It doesn’t help anything for you to put yourself in danger. Do you think either of them would give up if you died? They’d still fight, we all would. You can’t change anything, so just be good, okay?</strong></em><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.396<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">To think it’s come to this, though! <strong>Trusting werewolves!</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 18, p.409<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You’re in every thought I have</span>.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.413<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You’re more important than everyone else. And you’ve given me you. That’s already more than I deserve, and</span> <span style="font-size: large;">anything else you give me just throws us more out of balance.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.413<br />
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<strong><em>The way you regard me is ludicrous.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.413<br />
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<em><strong>Jacob is second in command. Did he never tell you that? His orders have to be followed, too.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.415<br />
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I got a fascinating look into the pack’s mind last night. It was better than a soap opera. I had no idea how complex the dynamic is with such a large pack. The pull of the individual <strong>against the plural psyche… Absolutely fascinating.</strong><br />
<strong><em>Edward Cullen</em></strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.416<br />
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<strong><em>The imprinting compulsion is one of the strangest things I’ve ever witnessed in my life, and I’ve seen some strange things.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.418<br />
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The pack mind is mesmerizing. All thinking together and then separately at the same time. There’s so much to read!<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.419<br />
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Okay, look, Edward. Here’s the thing… <span style="background-color: cyan;">I’ve already <span style="font-size: large;">gone crazy once</span>. I know what my limits are. And I <span style="font-size: large;">can’t stand it if you leave me again.</span></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.419<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I wondered if I was a monster</span>. Not the kind that he thought he was, but <span style="font-size: large;">the real kind</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>The kind that hurt people. The kind that had no limits when it came to what they wanted.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.421<br />
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<em><span style="background-color: cyan;">Never be afraid to tell me how you feel, Bella. If this is what you need… You are my first priority</span>.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.422<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You gave me<span style="font-size: large;"> two alternatives that you could live with</span>, and <strong>I chose the one that I could live with</strong></span>. That’s how compromise is supposed to work.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.422<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Two voices struggled inside me. <span style="font-size: large;">One that wanted to be good and brave,</span> and <span style="font-size: large;">o</span><span style="font-size: large;">ne that told the good one to keep her mouth shut.</span></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.422<br />
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<em><strong>You worry too much, Bella. You’re going to go prematurely gray.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.423<br />
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<em><strong>Edward is such a grouch when he doesn’t get his way.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.423<br />
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<strong><em>I’m the only one who has permission to hold you hostage, remember?</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.427<br />
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It was mind-boggling, but, somehow, he still seemed unsure of his hold on me.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.427<br />
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<br />
H<em>e trusts us not to try to kill him. That’s about it, though.</em><br />
<strong>Edward Culle</strong>n, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.428<br />
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He thinks my translations leave something to be desired. What he actually thought was, ‘<strong>That’s really stupid. What is there to be worried about?’<span style="background-color: cyan;"> I edited, because I thought it was rude.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 19, p.430<br />
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Edward had requested that I relax, and I was going to do my best.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.435<br />
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For this <span style="font-size: large;">one nigh</span><span style="font-size: large;">t</span>, <span style="background-color: cyan;">could we <span style="font-size: large;">t</span><span style="font-size: large;">ry to forget everything</span> besides just you and me? It seems like I can <span style="font-size: large;">never get enough time </span>like that. <span style="font-size: large;">I need to be with you. Just you.</span></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.435<br />
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After everything I’d seen in the past two years, <span style="background-color: cyan;">I <span style="font-size: large;">didn’t believe in the word impossible anymore</span>. It was going to take <span style="font-size: large;">more than that to stop me now.</span></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.436<br />
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He must have been eager to give me my non-present, because <span style="font-size: large;">human velocity was not fast enough for him</span>.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.438<br />
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But I thought it was a good representation. <strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">It’s hard and cold. And it throws rainbows in the sunligh</span></strong>t.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.439<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="font-size: large;">My heart </span>is just as silent. And it, too, is <span style="font-size: large;">yours.</span></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.439<br />
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I leaned into him, ducking my head under his arm and cuddling into his side. It probably <span style="background-color: cyan;">f<strong>elt similar to snuggling with Michelangelo’s David, except that this perfect marble creature wrapped his arms around me to pull me closer.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.439<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Listen to your heart fly</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">It’s fluttering like a hummingbird’s wings. Are you all right?</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.440<br />
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I’ve already made the largest concession by far and away —<strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"> I’ve agreed to take your life away against my better judgment. And that ought to entitle me to a few compromises on your part.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.440<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I didn’t realize there was anything else you wanted besides <span style="font-size: large;">being transformed into a monster</span> yourself.<strong> I’m extremely curious.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.441<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Tell me what you want, and you can have it.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.442<br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">I<span style="background-color: cyan;"> d</span></span></strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>idn’t have the faintest idea how to be seductive. I would just have to settle for flushed and self-conscious.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.442<br />
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<br />
I feel like there’s a line behind me, jockeying for position, waiting for me to make a big enough mistake. . . . <span style="font-size: large;">You’re too desirable for your own good.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.445<br />
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<strong><em>I doubted if awkward, self-conscious, and inept added up to desirable in anyone’s book.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.445<br />
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I already know how strong you are. You didn’t have to break the furniture.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.447<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Do you have any idea <span style="font-size: large;">how painful</span> it is, <span style="font-size: large;">trying to refuse you when you plead</span> with me this way?</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.448<br />
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<br />
<strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"><em>Bella. Would you please stop trying to take your clothes off?</em></span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.450<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><em>Do you get the feeling that<strong> everything is backward</strong>? <strong>Traditionally, shouldn’t you be arguing my side, and I yours?</strong></em></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.451<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There isn’t much that’s traditional about you and me</span>.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.451<br />
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<strong><em><span style="background-color: cyan;">It’s not like you didn’t know you were going to win in the end. You always win.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.452<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>You make me feel like a villain in a melodrama</strong></span> — twirling my mustache while I try to steal some poor girl’s virtue.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.452<br />
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<strong><em><span style="background-color: cyan;">That’s it, isn’t it? You’re trying to protect your virtue!</span></em></strong><br />
Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.453<br />
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<strong><em>Vampire rules aren’t enough for you?</em></strong> <span style="font-size: large;">You want to worry about the human ones too?</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.453<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You know that I’ve stolen, I’ve lied, I’ve coveted . . . my virtue is all I have left.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.454<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Yes, but you’re such a<strong> bad liar tha</strong>t it doesn’t really count. <span style="font-size: large;">Nobody believes you.</span></span><br />
Edward Cullen, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.454<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I had no right to want you — but I reached out and took you anyway. </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">And now look what’s become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire</span>.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.454<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You can’t make me go somewhere you won’t be. That’s my definition of hell.</span> <span style="background-color: cyan;">Anyway, I have an easy solution to all this: <strong>let’s never die, all right</strong>?</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.455<br />
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<strong><em>There is only o<span style="background-color: cyan;">ne thing I want to speed up, and the rest can wait forever</span>… <span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="font-size: large;">but for that, it’s true, your impatient human hormones are my most powerful ally at this point.</span></span></em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.455<br />
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We’ll go to Vegas — you can wear old jeans and we’ll go to the chapel with the drive-through window. <strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">I just want it to be official — that you belong to me and no one else.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.456<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Show me the damn ring, Edward</span>.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.457<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You are the most dangerous creature I’ve ever met.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.457<br />
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<strong><em><span style="background-color: cyan;">I supposed it’s a little outdated. Old-fashioned, just like me.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.458<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Isabella Swan? I promise to love you forever — every single day of forever.<span style="font-size: large;"> Will you marry me?</span></strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.460<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">There were many things I wanted to say, <span style="font-size: large;">some of them not nice at all, and others more disgustingly gooey and romantic</span> than he probably dreamed I was capable of.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 20, p.460<br />
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<strong><em>I wish I could be with the rest of them tomorrow</em></strong>. <span style="font-size: large;">Being an old man is a hardship, Bella.</span><br />
<strong>Billy Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.463<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">The</span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="font-size: large;"> urge to fight must be a defining characteristic of the Y chromosome</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">. They were all the same.</span></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.463<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><em><strong>You’re about to make my life harder than it needs to be, Alice.</strong></em></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.464<br />
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<em><span style="background-color: cyan;">I don’t care whose idea it was. How could you do this to me? I expect that kind of thing from Edward, but not from you. <span style="font-size: large;">I love you like you were my own sister.</span></span></em><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.465<br />
<br />
You know, Edward, as a brother, you are sometimes a disappointment.<br />
<strong>Alice Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.467<br />
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<strong><em><span style="background-color: cyan;">I never thought I’d see the day where I’d be willing to take a bet against you, Alice, but it has arrived.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.467<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It would hurt his feelings if I told the truth </span>— <span style="background-color: cyan;">that it didn’t really matter, because it was all just varying degrees of awful anyway.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.469<br />
<br />
I’ve got a first aid kit. I had a feeling I might need it.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.470<br />
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I lived through an entire twenty-four hours thinking that you were dead, Bella. <strong>That changed the way I look at a lot of things.</strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.471<br />
<br />
<strong>Bunch of vampires trying to kill you. The usual.</strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.474<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>I thought you were supposed to be the forgiving one, and I was the grudge-holder.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.475<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Either you’re lying, or you are the stubbornest person alive.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.476<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Some people will go to any lengths to delude themselves.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.476<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Does that mean that he’s a better kisser that I am?</strong></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.476<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>But I don’t count that as a kiss, Jacob. I think of it more as an assault.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.476<br />
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<br />
According to you,<strong> </strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>y</strong><strong>ou’ve kissed just one person — who isn’t even really a person — in your whole life, and you’re calling it quits? How do you know that’s what you want? Shouldn’t you play the field a little?</strong></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.477<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You could kiss me, for example</span>. <span style="font-size: large;">I don’t mind if you want to use me to experiment.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.477<br />
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<strong><em>Don’t mess with me, Jake. I swear I won’t stop him if he wants to break your ja</em></strong>w.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.477<br />
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<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes I think you like me better as a wolf.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.478<br />
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I<span style="background-color: cyan;"> think it’s easier for you to be near me</span> <span style="font-size: large;">when I’m not human, because you don’t have to pretend that you’re not attracted to me.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.478<br />
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<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">You’re an enormous monster who refuses to respect anyone else’s personal space.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.478<br />
<br />
<span style="background-color: cyan;">I make you nervous. But<span style="font-size: large;"> only when I’m human</span>. <span style="font-size: large;">When I’m a wolf</span>, you’re more comfortable around me.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Blac</strong><strong>k</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.478<br />
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<strong><em>Nervousness and irritation are not the same thing.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.478<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I was horrible. I had to be, to convince him to stay with me. He won’t hold it against me, but I’ll always know what I’m capable of.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, Eclipse</strong>, Chapter 21, p.480<br />
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<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="font-size: large;">You’re my best friend</span>. At least, you used to be. And still sometimes are… w<span style="font-size: large;">hen you let your guard down.</span></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.481<br />
<br />
<strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">When are you finally going to figure out that you’re in love with me, too?</span></strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.481<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Leave it to you to ruin the moment.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.481<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">I’m not saying you don’t love him. I’m not stupid</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">But it’s possible to love more than one person at a time, Bella. I’ve seen it in action.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.481<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">It’s really not so bad. Exciting sometimes, like with this thing tomorrow. But at first it sort of felt like being drafted into a war you didn’t know existed</span>. <span style="font-size: large;">There was no choice, you know? And it was so final.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 21, p.484<br />
<br />
<br />
I don’t see you making yourself useful. <strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">Why don’t you go fetch a space heater or something?</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward</strong> Cullen, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.489<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Go fetch a space heater. I’m not a St. Bernard</strong></span>.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.489<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I’m sure she’ll thank you for this when her toes turn black and drop off.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.490<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Don’t be stupid. Don’t you like having ten toes?</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.491<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>You don’t have the faintest idea how much I wish I could do what you’re doing for her, mongrel.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.492<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">At least you know she wishes it was you.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.492<br />
<br />
<span style="background-color: cyan;">I wondered if the Cullens and the Quileutes weren’t just playing up that whole odor issue <span style="font-size: large;">because of their prejudices</span>. <strong>Everyone smelled fine to me.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.492<br />
<br />
<strong><em>Why are you so much furrier than your friends?</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.493<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><em><strong><br />
</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="background-color: cyan;"><em><strong>Do you think you could attempt to control your thoughts?</strong></em></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.494<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong><em>You have no idea how loud your little fantasies are</em>. <span style="font-size: large;">It’s like you’re shouting them at me</span>.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.495<br />
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<br />
My mind doesn’t work quite the same as yours. I can think of many more things at one time. Of course, that means that <strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">I’m always able to think of you, always able to wonder if that’s where her mind is, when she’s quiet and thoughtful.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.496S<br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">She worries that you’re unhappy. Not that you don’t know that. Not that you don’t use that.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.496<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Odd as this might sound</span>, <span style="background-color: cyan;">I suppose I’m glad you’re here, Jacob.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.497<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>You mean, ‘as much as I’d love to kill you, I’m glad she’s warm,’ right?</strong></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.497<br />
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<strong><em>I<span style="background-color: cyan;">t’s an uncomfortable truce, isn’t it?</span></em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.497<br />
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<strong><em><span style="background-color: cyan;">I knew you were just as crazy jealous as I am.</span></em></strong><br />
Jacob Black, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.497<br />
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I<span style="background-color: cyan;"> think you were just worried that if you really forced her to choose</span>,<span><span style="background-color: cyan;"></span></span> <span style="font-size: large;">she might not choose you.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.497<br />
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After I’d accepted that she was more or less safe with you — as safe as Bella ever is — it seemed best to stop driving her to extremes.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.498<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">She reminded me of what it did to her when I left — what it still does to her when I leave. She feels horrible about bringing that up, but she’s right. <span style="font-size: large;">I’ll never be able to make up for that, but I’ll never stop trying anyway.</span></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.499<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You think of me as a…<strong> living stone — hard and cold. That’s true.</strong> We are set the way we are, and it is very rare for us to experience a real change. <strong>When that happens, as when Bella entered my life</strong></span>, <span style="font-size: large;">it is a permanent change. There’s no going back…</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.500<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You know exactly</span> <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>how much I hate to accept this, but I can see that you do love her… in your way</strong></span>. I <span style="background-color: cyan;">can’t argue with that anymore.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.501<br />
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<strong><em>As long as she wants me, I’m here.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.502<br />
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You see, Jacob, <strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">you might leave her someday. Like Sam and Emily, you wouldn’t have a choice. I would always be waiting in the wings, hoping for that to happen.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.502<br />
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<br />
You know, Jacob, <strong>if it weren’t for the fact that we’re <span style="font-size: large;">natural enemies</span></strong> and t<strong>hat you’re also trying<span style="font-size: large;"> to steal away the reason for my existence</span>, </strong><span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>I might actually like you.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.503<br />
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<strong><em>I can only hear if you think of it.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.503<br />
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<br />
<strong><em>Would you like me to help you sleep, Jacob?</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.504<br />
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<strong><em>Don’t tempt me too far, wolf. My patience isn’t that perfect.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 22, p.504blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-81966696298967582702009-06-11T07:04:00.000-07:002009-06-15T13:02:16.118-07:00Quotes from Eclipse<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Our venom is the only thing that leaves a scar.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Jasper Hale</span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.287</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Before I tell you my story, you must understand that there are places in our world, Bella, </span><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">where the life span of the never-aging is measured in weeks, and not centuries.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Jasper Hale, </span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.287</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I shuddered at the image in my head, at the word feed. But Jasper wasn’t worried about frightening me, <span style="background-color: lime;">not overprotective like Edward always was.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.288</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">If not for the Volturi, the rest of us would be quickly exposed.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jasper Hale</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.288</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I frowned at the way he pronounced the name — with respect, almost gratitude. The idea of the Volturi as the good guys in any sense was hard to accept.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.288</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">My instincts told me that there was danger, that the angel had meant it when she spoke of killing, but my judgment overruled my instincts. <span style="background-color: lime;">I had not been taught to fear women, but to protect them.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jasper Hale</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.294</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">When you live for the fight, for the blood, t<span style="background-color: lime;">he relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jasper Hale</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.299</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">In so many years of slaughter and carnage, I’d lost nearly all of my humanity. I was undeniably a nightmare, <span style="background-color: lime;">a monster of the grisliest kind.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jasper Hale</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.300</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">After a century of instant gratification, I found self-discipline… challenging.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jasper Hale</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.301</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><i>And you ducked your head, like a good Southern gentleman, and said, ‘I’m sorry, ma’am.’</i></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.301</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b><i>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</i></b>.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jasper Hale</b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.301</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Jasper shows up, covered in battle scars, towing this little freak who greets them all by name, knows everything about them, and wants to know which room she can move into.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.302</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Does it occur to anyone else that the only possible threat in the area that would call for the creation of an army is… us?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.303</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Damn it. Damn Laurent to the deepest pit of hell where he belongs.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.307</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">We would win, but we would lose. Some </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">wouldn’t survive.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 13, p.309</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You don’t get to be human again, Bella. This is a once-in-a-lifetime shot.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.311</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Sure, I thought to myself. <span style="background-color: lime;">Trust him. He wasn’t the one who was going to have to sit behind and wonder whether or not the core of his existence was going to come home.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.312</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">He was so beautiful that it made it hard sometimes to think about anything else, hard to concentrate</span> on Phil’s troubles or Renée’s apologies or hostile vampire armies. <span style="font-size: large;">I was only human.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.315</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I know you think that I have some kind of perfect, unyielding self-control, <span style="font-size: large;">but that’s not actually the case.</span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.315</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I<i> hate being babysat</i>.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.316</span><br />
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<br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Human blood makes us the strongest, though only fractionally. Jasper’s been thinking about cheating — adverse as he is to the idea, he’s nothing if not practical — but he won’t suggest it. He knows what Carlisle will say.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.317</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">We aren’t going to change who we are</span>.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.317</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">If something helped even the odds… and then I shuddered, <span style="background-color: lime;">realizing I was willing to have a stranger die to protect him. I was horrified at myself, but not entirely able to deny it, either.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.317</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Do me a favor and challenge him to an arm-wrestling match. It would be a good experience for him</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.317</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I was pleased to have an option besides being babysat. There was a tiny bit more dignity in spending the day with Jacob.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.318</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">It’s not easy to ignore someone when he’s shouting.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.319</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I wanted to make both of them get out of their cars and shake hands and be friends —<span style="font-size: large;"> be Edward and Jacob rather than vampire and werewolf</span>. I</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">t was as if I had those two stubborn magnets in my hands again, and I was holding them together, trying to force nature to reverse herself</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">…</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.319</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Hey, it’s the least I can do — I offered eternal servitude, remember. <span style="font-size: large;">I’m your slave for life.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.321</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">While he slept, <b>every trace of defensiveness and bitterness disappeared and suddenly he was the boy</b> <span style="background-color: lime;">who had been my very best friend before all the werewolf nonsense had gotten in the way. He looked so much younger. He looked like my Jacob.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.323</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">There was just something about him being the one to make the choice — to want to keep me enough that he wouldn’t just allow me to be changed, he would act to keep me. It was childish, but I liked the idea that his lips would be the last good thing I would feel. Even more embarrassingly, something I would never say aloud, <span style="font-size: large;">I wanted his venom to poison my system. It would make me belong to him in a tangible, quantifiable way.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.324</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m in love with you, Bella. Bella, I love you. And I want you to pick me instead of him. I know you don’t feel that way</span>, but I need the truth out there so that you know your options. I wouldn’t want a miscommunication to stand in our way.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 14, p.327</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">I miss you when you’re not there. When you’re happy, it makes me happy. But I could say the same thing about Charlie, Jacob. You’re family. I love you, </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">but I’m not in love with you</span>.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.329</span><br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>You can have me the way I am — bad behavior included — or not at all.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.329</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You love me, too. Not the same way, I know. <span style="font-size: large;">But he’s not your whole life, either. Not anymore. Maybe he was once, but he left.</span> And now he’s just going to have to deal with the consequence of that choice — me.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.330</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i><b>Until your heart stops beating, Bella. I’ll be here — fighting</b>. Don’t forget that you have options.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.330</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I can’t wait to see what Edward does to you! <b><span style="background-color: lime;"><i>I hope he snaps your neck, you pushy, obnoxious, moronic DOG!</i></span></b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.332</span><br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i><span style="background-color: lime;">I’ll give you passionate. Murder, the ultimate crime of passion.</span></i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.332</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">If I think about you tonight, it will be because I’m having a nightmare.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.333</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. </span></span><b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You could be happy if you let go. You could be happy with me</span>.</span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.333</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I don’t want to be happy with anyone but him.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.333</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">That was not kissing back, <span style="background-color: lime;"><i><b>that was trying to get you the hell off of me, you idiot.</b></i></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.334</span><br />
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<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Next time you want to hit me, use a baseball bat or a crowbar, okay?</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.335</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>I don’t want any fighting, do you understand? I can go put my badge on if that makes my request more official</i>.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Charlie Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.338</span><br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>I’m not going to kill you now, because it would upset Bella.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.340</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>But if you ever bring her back damaged again — and I don’t care whose fault it is</b>; I don’t care if she merely trips, or if a meteor falls out of the sky and hits her in the head — <b>if you return her to me in less than the perfect condition that I left her in, you will be running with three legs. Do you understand that, mongrel?</b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.340</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I’ll be fighting for her, too. You should know that. I’m not taking anything for granted, and <span style="background-color: lime;">I’ll be fighting twice as hard as you will.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.341</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">She is mine. I didn’t say I would fight fair.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.341</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i><span style="background-color: lime;">Fall down again, Bella?</span></i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Emmett Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.342</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">No Emmet, I punched a werewolf in the face.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.342</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>I guess I could throw in a few extra homicides, if it makes Jasper happy. Why not?</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.343</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Was there a human experience I was not willing to give up?</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 15, p.345</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">Stupid, thieving, annoying vampire</span>!</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.347</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">I can’t imagine how awful that must feel. Being normal? Ugh.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.347</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You don’t have anything like this. F<span style="background-color: lime;">or crying out loud, you only own one skirt!</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cull</b></span><b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">en</span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.348</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Well, everyone can relax. Nobody’s trying to exterminate the Cullens after all.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.349</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">If someone wants one of us, <span style="background-color: lime;">they’re going to have to go through the rest of us to get to her.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.350</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">And now Edward rode in the backseat of my father’s police car, behind the fiberglass divider, with an amused expression — probably due to my father’s amused expression, and the grin that widened every time Charlie stole a glance at Edward in his rearview mirror. Which almost certainly meant that Charlie was imagining things that would get him in trouble with me if he said them out loud.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.351</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Please don’t get all weepy on me.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.352</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">They stood out from the rest of the crowd, <span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;">their beauty and grace otherworldly.</span> I wondered how I’d ever fallen for their human farce. A couple of angels, standing there with wings intact, would be less conspicuous.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.354</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Okay, so telling Edward had been a really bad idea. Alice was right to keep her thoughts clouded. I should have waited till we were alone somewhere, maybe with the rest of his family. And nothing breakable close by — like windows… cars… school buildings.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.358</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>No matter what side I’m on, if someone kisses you without your permission, you should be able to make your feelings clear without hurting yourself.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Charlie Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.362</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>T<span style="background-color: lime;">h</span></i></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: lime;">e right thing isn’t always real obvious. Sometimes the right thing for one person is the wrong thing for someone else.</span></span> So… good luck figuring that out.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Charlie Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.363</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Stupid, thieving, annoying vampire!</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.347</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I can’t imagine <i><b><span style="background-color: lime;">how awful that must feel. Being normal? Ugh</span></b></i>.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.347</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You don’t have anything like this. For crying out loud, <span style="background-color: lime;"><i><b>you only own one skirt!</b></i></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.348</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Well, everyone can relax. Nobody’s trying to exterminate the Cullens after all.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.349</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">If someone wants one of us, they’re going to have to go through the rest of us to get to her.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.350</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">And now Edward rode in the backseat of my father’s police car, behind the fiberglass divider, with an amused expression — probably due to my father’s amused expression, and t<b>he grin that widened every time Charlie stole a glance at Edward in his rearview mirror.</b> Which almost certainly meant that Charlie was imagining things that would get him in trouble with me if he said them out loud.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.351</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b><i>Please don’t get all weepy </i></b></span><b><i><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">on me.</span></i></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.352</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">They stood out from the rest of the crowd, their <span style="font-size: large;">beauty and grace otherworldly</span>. I wondered how I’d ever fallen for their human farce. A couple of angels, standing there with wings intact, would be less conspicuous.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.354</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Okay, so telling Edward had been a really bad idea. Alice was right to keep her thoughts clouded. I should have waited till we were alone somewhere, maybe with the rest of his family. And nothing breakable close by — like windows… cars… school buildings.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 16, p.358</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>This kiss frightened me.</b> There was too much tension, too strong an edge to the way his lips crushed mine — like he was afraid we only had so much time left to us.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.365</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Everyone will come. They’re all dying to see the inside of the reclusive Cullens’ mystery house.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.367</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b><span style="background-color: lime;">She was forever trying to make me be human the way she thought humans should be.</span></b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.368</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">In case my right hook was too subtle for you, <b>let me translate</b>: <span style="font-size: large;">that was me uninviting you.</span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.372</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Could I please have just a few seconds of your undivided attention, Miss Swan?</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.373</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b><i><span style="background-color: lime;">I really am sorry. About the other day, I mean, too. I shouldn’t have kissed you like that. It was wrong. I guess . . . well, I guess I <span style="font-size: large;">deluded myself </span>into thinking you wanted me to.</span></i></b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.373</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Well, I figured that maybe it would make you remember me once in a while. You know how it is, <span style="font-size: large;">out of sight, out of mind.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.375</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b><i>Don’t lie to me, you suck at lying</i></b>.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.375</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">All around us, my friends and neighbors and petty enemies ate and laughed and swayed to the music, oblivious to the fact that they were about to <span style="font-size: large;">face horror, danger, maybe death. Because of me.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 17, p.379</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">We have a few advantages, dog. It will be an even fight.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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Dont you miss him? hehe<br />
This <span style="font-size: large;">most handsome guy ever not just talented</span> is the reason why i was able to watch that particular American Idol season up to its final week! <br />
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Well, even if <b>David Cook</b> won and i like him, with jason it's different. geeezzz<b> <span style="background-color: red;"><span style="color: white;">I'M SO IN LOVE WITH JASON CASTRO!!!!!!</span></span></b><br />
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The other day just to answer my curiousity where he is these days hehe I found myself stumbling into a very good news whichi sn't suprising for me at all.<br />
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<div align="center"><span style="background-color: lime;"><b>ATLANTIC SIGNS JASON CASTRO;</b></span></div><div align="center"><span style="background-color: lime;"><b>ACCLAIMED SINGER/SONGWRITER SLATED TO RELEASE DEBUT ALBUM LATER THIS YEAR</b></span></div><br />
<b>Atlantic Records </b>has announced<b> the signing of singer/songwriter Jason Castro</b>. <b>The Texas-based tunesmith – best known as the third runner-up on the 2008 season of Fox’s American Idol</b> – is <b>currently hard at work on his debut album, set for release later this year</b>. Among his creative collaborators are Grammy Award-winning producer John Fields (Lifehouse, Switchfoot, Soul Asylum) and a number of acclaimed songwriters, including Kara DioGuardi (Kelly Clarkson, Jewel, Santana), Martin Terefe (Jason Mraz, KT Tunstall), Sacha Skarbek (James Blunt, Jason Mraz), Guy Chambers (Robbie Williams), and Jason Reeves (Colbie Caillat)<br />
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<i><b><a href="http://draft.blogger.com/">FULL ARTICLE HERE</a> </b></i><br />
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<i><b><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="background-color: #444444;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="color: #444444;">“I hear it happened pretty quick compared to what it usually takes to get a record deal,” Castro told MTV News. “I’m pumped. There’s a big misconception about how fast things move … but since I got off the ‘Idol’ tour, I’ve been writing nonstop and meeting with publishers, and I actually signed a publishing deal ahead of the label one.</span></span></span></span>” _</b></i><i><b>JASON CASTRO</b></i><br />
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<i><b><span style="background-color: blue;">SOURCE: www.andpop.com </span></b></i><span style="background-color: blue;"> </span><span style="background-color: blue;"> </span><i><b><span style="background-color: blue;"> </span></b></i><br />
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<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">I CAN'T WAIT FOR HIM! </span></div>blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-63518491465247283442009-06-09T05:54:00.000-07:002009-06-12T06:52:03.510-07:00Quotes from Eclipse<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">If Jacob preferred me dead, then maybe he should get used to the silence.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Bella Swan</span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.197</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>If you two are having a fight… well, don’t let me interrupt.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Charlie Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.201</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Edward, if I try to do too much, things are going to start slipping through the cracks.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.202</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I was frustrated. Against my better judgment, <b>I was still human.</b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.207</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">They’ll get so bored, they’ll have to kill me themselves, just for something to do.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.207</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Is Jacob <span style="background-color: lime;">paying you for all the P.R., or are you a volunteer?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.207</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">He sang me to sleep again and — aware even in unconsciousness that he was there — <span style="background-color: lime;">I slept free of nightmares.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.208</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><b>Holding grudges is not one of your many talents.</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.209</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">There’s… well, t<span style="background-color: lime;">here’s this other problem that’s slightly more worrisome than a bratty teenage werewolf…</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 9, p.210</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">It was hard to get used to how much faster Jacob was without his car. How everyone seemed to be so much faster than me…</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.215</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I’m not worried about anyone who would be deterred by a locked door.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.215</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><i>Is it really so impossible to wear clothes, Jacob?</i></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.215</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><i>What do I look like, a pack mule?</i></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.216</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>That’s more than just a fashion statement — it sucks to carry jeans in your mouth.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.216</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i><span style="background-color: lime;">Does my being half-naked bother you?</span></i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.216</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">What’s it like — having a <b>vampire for a boyfriend?</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.218</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Do you have a medical degree that you never told me about?</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.220</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">What’s it like — having a</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b> werewolf for a best friend?</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.222</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">One of the many </span></span><b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">hazards of socializing with vampires. It makes you smell bad. A minor hazard, comparativel</span>y.</span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.223</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">I wondered if he had trouble saying the word werewolf aloud, the way I often had difficulty with vampire.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.223</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Okay! <span style="background-color: lime;">Time for the werewolf to get out!</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.224</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">Are you trying to distract me? It’s working.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.224</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I can’t afford it, and I’m not letting you throw away enough money to buy yourself another sports car just so that I can pretend to go to Dartmouth next year.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.225</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">It gets easier. After a few decades, everyone you know is dead. Problem solved</span>.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.226</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Jasper is sort of an expert on young vampires.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.230</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">Do you ever think that your <span style="font-size: large;"><b>life might be easier if you weren’t in love with me?</b></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Edward Cullen, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.230</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I was rather under the impression that you’d promised to ask my permission to go to some kind of werewolf soirée tonight.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.230</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I do have a bit more insight into his probable answer than most people would, it’s true.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.231</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">It was stupid to want to go hang out with a bunch of big idiot wolf-boys right now when there was so much that was frightening and unexplained going on. Of course, that was exactly why I wanted to go. I wanted to escape the death threats, for just a few hours . . .<span style="background-color: lime;"> t</span></span></b><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">o be the less-mature, more-reckless Bella who could laugh it off with Jacob, if only briefly.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.231</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>I stared at the beautiful machine. Beside it, my bike looked like a broken tricycle.</b> <span style="background-color: lime;">I felt a sudden wave of sadness when I realized that this was not a bad analogy for the way I probably looked next to Edward.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.233</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">There are things between my hands right now that I can’t live without. You could take care of them.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.234</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You look… sexy.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.235</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You know what this reminds me of? It’s just like when I was a kid and Renée would pass me off to Charlie for the summer. I feel like a seven-year-old.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.235</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">He’s being pretty dang pleasant about this; you don’t need to push your luck.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 10, p.238</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Hanging out with no one but extremely dexterous people all the time was going to give me a complex.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.240</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Other than a few teasing complaints — mostly by Paul — a<span style="background-color: lime;">bout keeping the bloodsucker stench downwind, I was treated like someone who belonged.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.241</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">The way he stared at her! <span style="background-color: lime;">It was like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. Like a collector finding an undiscovered Da Vinci, like a mother looking into the face of her newborn child.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.242</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">What’s the best part? <span style="background-color: lime;">You swallowing an entire cow whole?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.243</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">So that’s why Sam is all black. Black heart, black fur.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Quil Ateara</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.251</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">And your chocolate fur reflects what? How sweet you are?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Sam Uley</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.251</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">They called it <b>The Cold One, the Blood Drinker, and lived in fear that it was not alone.</b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Billy Black, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.255</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">All was silent for a long moment. The living descendants of <span style="background-color: lime;">magic and legend stared at one another across the fire with sadness in their eyes.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.259</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I figured if I played nice, I’d get more time with you.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.261</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Besides… <span style="background-color: lime;"><b>the more time I spend with you, the more human emotions seem comprehensible to me.</b></span> I’m discovering that I can sympathize with Heathcliff in ways I didn’t think possible before.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 11, p.265</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Edward is making me do this. But I did foresee that you would be more difficult if I surprised you.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.267</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>Don’t be a baby about this. No tantrums.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Alice Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.267</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">I’ll be there. And I’ll hate every minute of it. Promise.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.268</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>How can someone so tiny by so annoying?</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.268</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I felt like someone had kicked my legs out from under me. The weeks of stress, of worry… <span style="background-color: lime;">somehow in the middle of all my obsessing over the time, my time had disappeared. My space for sorting through it all, for making plans, had vanished. I was out of time.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.269</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">I knew exactly what I wanted, but I was suddenly terrified of getting it.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.269</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Would you please tell me <span style="background-color: lime;">what you are thinking? Before I go mad?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.270</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Not one of us had a choice. You’ve seen what it’s done… to Rosalie especially. <span style="background-color: lime;">We’ve all struggled, trying to reconcile ourselves with something we had no control over. I won’t let it be that way for you. You will have a choice.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.271</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You aren’t going through with this because a sword is hanging over your head. We will take care of the problems, and I will take care of you. When we’re through it, and there is nothing forcing your hand, then you can decide to join me, <span style="background-color: lime;">if you still want to. But not because you’re afraid. You won’t be forced into thi</span>s.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.271</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">It’s the thought that counts. I ought to know.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.272</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">If I answer your question, will you then explain your question?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Edward Cullen, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.273</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">If there were any way for me to become human for you — no matter what the price was, <b>I would pay it.</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.273</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You really do want to keep me, no matter how I turn out?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.273</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">And <span style="background-color: lime;">the sound of your heart. It’s the<span style="font-size: large;"> most significant sound in my world.</span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.274</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You’ll always be my Bella, <span style="background-color: lime;">you’ll just be a little more durable.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.274</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>I’m not that girl, Edward. The one who gets married right out of high school like some small-town hick who got knocked up by her boyfriend!</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.275</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Edward, <span style="background-color: lime;"><b>there’s <span style="font-size: large;">no point to forever without you</span>. I <span style="font-size: large;">wouldn’t want one day without you</span>.</b></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.276</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">If I had found you, there isn’t a doubt in my mind how I would have proceeded. I was that boy, who would have — as soon as I discovered that you were what I was looking for — gotten down on one knee and endeavored to secure your hand. I<span style="background-color: lime;"> would have wanted you for eternity, even when the word didn’t have quite the same connotations.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Edward Cullen</b></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.277</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">As we walked in, Emmett ambled through the kitchen door, seeming perfectly at ease. Nothing ever bothered Emmett.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.283</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><i>She’s one of us now.</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><b>Jasper Hale</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.285</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Emmett sighed theatrically, and plopped down on the couch to wait with exaggerated impatience.</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Bella Swan</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 12, p.285</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span>blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-60381128749573651422009-06-08T14:35:00.000-07:002009-06-08T14:35:37.953-07:00READING BREAKING DAWN ~ Can't I be Trapped 3 books more?<a href="http://www.dolliecrave.com/cute-bunny-graphics.shtml" target=_blank title="Cute Bunny Graphics"><br />
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I don't want BREAKING DAWN to end. <br />
Ummm am i sick? I thought i'd read it fastest i can but when i got halfway <br />
through, i am pacing down. <br />
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If I get to the end of the line here geeez so i'd say bye to bella and bye to Edward, to Jacob, to Cullens and Blacks and all other people and creatures monsters or whatever. hmmm... <br />
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*siiighhhhssss*<br />
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I want to get trapped in between vampires and werewolves ;P <br />
I can't seem to say goodbye ... not as yet.<br />
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But<br />
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I have to. hmmm<br />
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Okay, let's wait for EDWARD'S VERSION, "MIDNIGHT SUN"! ;)blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-85703229459260986572009-06-07T05:17:00.000-07:002009-06-12T05:51:56.994-07:00Quotes From Eclipse<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Not only are you saving my hands from permanent injury, you also just spared me two long hours of a plot-less, badly dubbed martial arts film.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Angela Weber</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.133</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">It felt so ordinary here. Angela’s easy human dramas were oddly reassuring. It was <span style="background-color: lime;">nice to know that life was normal somewhere.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.133</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I wanted to talk to a normal human girlfriend. I wanted to moan a little bit, like any other teenage girl. I wanted my problems to be that simple. It would also be nice <span style="background-color: lime;">to have someone outside the whole vampire-werewolf mess to put things in perspective. Someone unbiased.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.135</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Edward’s only human, Bella</strong></span></span>. He’s going to react like any other boy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Angela Weber</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.136</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em><strong>Er… so, I’m still alive.</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.140</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em>Do you have any idea how close I came to crossing the line today? To breaking the treaty and coming after you? Do you know what that would have meant?</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.141</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You made the treaty — you stick to it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.141</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You aren’t exactly the best judge of what is or isn’t dangerous.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.141</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Next to the warmth of the last of the afternoon sun streaming through the window, his skin felt especially icy. <span style="background-color: lime;">He seemed like ice, too, frozen the way he was.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.141</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I believe that. But I want you to know something — when it comes to all this enemies nonsense, I’m out. I am a neutral country. <span style="background-color: lime;"><strong>I am Switzerland</strong></span>. <strong>I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes between mythical creatures.</strong> <span style="background-color: lime;">J</span><span style="background-color: lime;">acob is family. You are… well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. </span></span><strong><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">I<span style="font-size: large;"> don’t care who’s a werewolf and who’s a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.</span></span></span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.143</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><strong><em>Well… don’t be offended, but you smell like a dog.</em></strong></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.144</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em><strong>You’re kidnapping me, aren’t you?</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.145</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Alice, don’t you think this is just a little bit controlling? <span style="background-color: lime;">Just a tiny bit <strong>psychotic</strong>, maybe?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.146</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em><strong>Yes, because a vampire slumber party is the pinnacle of safety conscious behavior.</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Bella Swan</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.146</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You are in trouble. Enormous trouble. Angry grizzly bears are going to look tame next to what is waiting for you at home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.149</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em><strong>This hostage stuff is fun.</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Alice Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.150</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: #674ea7;"><br />
</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"><span style="background-color: #0b5394;"><span style="background-color: #674ea7;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="background-color: lime;">Porsches as bribes and king-sized beds in houses where nobody slept — it was beyond irritating.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 6, p.151</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">If we had <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>happy endings</strong></span>, we’d all be under <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>gravestones</strong></span> now</span>.<br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.154</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em>Admiration was like air to me, Bella. I was silly and shallow, but I was content.</em><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.155</span><br />
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You know, my record is almost as clean as Carlisle’s. Better than Esme. <span style="background-color: lime;">A thousand times better than Edward. I’ve never tasted human blood.</span><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.163</span><br />
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I did murder five humans. If you can really call them human. But I was very careful not to spill their blood — <span style="background-color: lime;">I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist that, and I didn’t want any part of them in me, you see.</span><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.163</span><br />
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I don’t want Edward that way, Bella. I never did — I love him as a brother, but he’s irritated me from the first moment I heard him speak. You have to understand, though . . . <span style="background-color: lime;">I was so used to people wanting me. And Edward wasn’t the least bit interested.</span> It frustrated me, even offended me in the beginning. <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>But he never wanted anyone,</strong></span> so it didn’t bother me long. Even when we first met Tanya’s clan in Denali — all those females! — <span style="background-color: lime;">Edward never showed the slightest preference. <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>And then he met you.</strong></span></span><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.164</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;">Edward has always been a little strange.</span><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.165</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You already have everything. You have a whole life ahead of you — everything I want. And you’re going to just throw it away</span>. <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Can’t you see that I’d trade everything I have to be you?</strong></span> <span style="background-color: lime;">You have the choice that I didn’t have, and you’re choosing wrong!</span><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.166</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You don’t want to be rash about permanent things, Bella.<br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.167</span><br />
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I apologize for being such a monster. I’ll try to behave myself from now on.<br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.168</span><br />
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I know you’re frustrated that he’s keeping you locked up like this, but don’t give him too bad a time when he gets back. <span style="background-color: lime;"><strong>He loves you more than you know. It terrifies him to be away from you.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.168</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em>Why don’t you just lock me in the basement, and forget the sugar coating?</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.169</span><br />
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N<em>ot bad for a prison break, eh?</em><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 7, p.170</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Charlie’s blatant preference for my Quileute friends was so unfair. I wondered<span style="background-color: lime;"><strong> if he would feel the same if he knew the choice was really between vampires and werewolves.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.173</span><br />
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<em>So what’s the latest pack scandal?</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.173</span><br />
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<em>I forget what it’s like, not having everyone know everything all the time. Having a quiet, private place inside my head.</em><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.174</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;">It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s <strong>more like… gravity moves</strong></span>. When you see her, s<strong>uddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does.</strong><span style="background-color: lime;"> And </span></span><strong><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">nothing matters more than h</span></span><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">e</span>r</span></span></strong><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">. And you would<span style="background-color: lime;"><strong> do anything for her, be anything for her</strong></span>… Y<span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="background-color: lime;">ou become whatever she needs you to be, whether that’s <strong>a protector, or a lover, or a friend, or a brother.</strong></span></span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.176</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em>We can’t all be freakishly strong.</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.177</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;"><strong>But I’ll never see anyone else, Bella. I only see you. Even when I close my eyes and try to see something else.</strong></span> Ask Quil or Embry. It drives them all crazy.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.177</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;">If I get <span style="font-size: large;">hurt,</span> it was because I <span style="font-size: large;">tripped</span></span>.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.178</span><br />
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<em><strong>All the splendor of the Taj Mahal, without the inconvenience and expense of traveling to India</strong></em>.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.179</span><br />
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I <span style="background-color: lime;">traded a lifetime of servitude for a box of conversation hearts.</span> That’s not something I’m likely to forget.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.178<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em>I held very still — a reaction to stress. It was <span style="background-color: lime;"><strong>a habit I’d picked up from Edward.</strong></span></em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.180</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">You won’t be Bella anymore. My friend won’t exist. There’ll be no one to forgive.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.182</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><em>You’d be better off dead. I rather you were.</em><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.183<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">There was no friction in the space between us. <span style="font-size: large;">The stillness was peacefu</span><span style="font-size: large;">l</span> — <span style="background-color: lime;">not like the calm before the tempest, but like a clear night untouched by even the dream of a storm.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.185<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I was all braced for the wrath that was going to </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;">put grizzlies to shame, and this is what I get? I should infuriate you more often.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.186<br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: lime;">I like danger.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.188<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I’m going to <strong>s</strong><strong>pontaneously combust</strong> one of these days — and <span style="background-color: lime;">you’ll have no one but yourself to blame.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.188<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;">I don’t mind if you want to give me the wrong impression again</span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.188<br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;">I go a little berserk when I try to leave you. I don’t think I’ll go so far again. It’s not worth it.</span></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.189<br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-size: large;">You can hold me hostage any time you want.</span></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.189<br />
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Where did all this tolerance come from?<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.190<br />
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<span style="background-color: lime;">If you’re going to have a lapse in control, I can think of a better place for it.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.192<br />
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Must I always be the responsible one?<br />
<strong>Edward Culle</strong>n, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.192<br />
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Let me be in charge of responsibility for a few minutes… or hours.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.192<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: lime;"><em>I prefer brunettes.</em></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.194<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong><span style="background-color: lime;">You’re quite adorable when you’re jealous. It’s surprisingly enjoyable.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.194<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">You are </span><strong><span style="background-color: lime;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">t</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">he only one who has ever touched my heart</span></span></span></strong><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">. <strong><span style="background-color: lime;">It will always be yours.</span></strong><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.195<br />
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</span>blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-4832954732221465762009-06-06T13:40:00.000-07:002009-06-11T14:14:30.750-07:00Quotes From EclipseI could imagine the frustration pulling his black eyebrows together and crumpling his forehead. If I’d been there, I might have laughed. <span style="font-size: large;">Don’t give yourself a brain hemorrhage, Jacob</span>, I would have told him. Just spit it out.<br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.4<br />
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The word boyfriend had me chewing on the inside of my cheek with a familiar tension while I stirred. It wasn’t the right word, not at all. I needed something more expressive of eternal commitment… <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>But words like destiny and fate sounded hokey when you used them in casual conversation.</b></span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.6<br />
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<i>There’s no law that says I can’t cook in my own house.</i><br />
<b>Charlie Swan, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.6<br />
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My dad was not a man of many words, and the effort he had put into trying to orchestrate a sit-down dinner with me made it clear there were an uncharacteristic number of words on his mind.<br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.7<br />
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<b><i>It worked — your cooking skills have me soft as a marshmallow.</i></b><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.9<br />
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<b><i>So I’m thinking maybe you deserve a parole for good behavior. For a teenager, you’re amazingly non-whiney.</i></b><br />
<b>Charlie Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.10<br />
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Bella, this is more of a request than a demand, okay? Y<b>ou’re free. But I’m hoping you’ll <span style="font-size: large;">use that freedom… judiciously.</span></b><br />
<b>Charlie Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.11<br />
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It was against the rules for normal people — human people like me and Charlie —<b><span style="background-color: cyan;"> to know about the clandestine world full of myths and monsters that existed secretly around us.</span></b> I knew all about that world — and I was in no small amount of trouble as a result.<br />
<b>Bella Swan, Eclipse</b>, Chapter 1, p.13<br />
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With Jacob there is a… conflict. <span style="background-color: cyan;">A conflict about the friendship thing</span>, I mean.<b><span style="background-color: cyan;"> Friendship doesn’t always seem to be enough for Jake.</span></b><br />
<b>Bella Swan, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.14<br />
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<i>Isn’t Edward up for a little healthy competition?</i><br />
<b>Charlie Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.14<br />
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<b><i>You and Billy gossip like old women.</i></b><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.14<br />
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<b><i>I’m shocked, Sheriff. That’s a federal crime.</i></b><br />
<b>Bella Swan, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.15<br />
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I wrenched the door out of my way — ridiculously eager — and there he was,<span style="font-size: large;"> my personal miracle.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.17<br />
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Staring into his eyes always made me feel extraordinary — sort of like my bones were turning spongy. I was also a little lightheaded, but that could have been because <b><span style="background-color: cyan;">I’d forgotten to keep breathing. Again</span></b>.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.17<br />
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<b>His touch brought with it the strangest sense of relief — as </b><span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>if I’d been in pain and that pain had suddenly ceased.</b></span></span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b><b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.17</b><br />
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<b>The idea of being in danger from even the most deadly of humans while I was with Alice or Edward was downright hilarious.</b><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b><b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.21</b><br />
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<i><span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>I’ll let you pay me back, if that makes you happy. If you want, I can charge you interest.</b></span></i><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b><b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.22</b><br />
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<i><b>There’s no hurry. I won’t let anyone hurt you. You can take all the time you need.</b></i><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b><b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.25</b><br />
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<b>I want to be a monster, too.</b><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.25<br />
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<b><i>Monsters are not a joke, Bella.</i></b><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.25<br />
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You know it’s out of the question for you to be around a werewolf unprotected, Bella. And it would break the treaty if any of us cross over onto their land. Do you want us to start a war?<br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.28<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I think it’s something about the inevitability. How nothing can keep them apart</span> — <span style="font-size: large;">not her selfishness, or his evil, or even death, in the end…</span><br />
Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.29<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>It’s a bit late for me to worry about who I fall in love with. But even without the warning</b>,</span> I seem to have managed fairly well.<br />
Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.29<br />
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<i>If we could bottle your luck, we’d have a weapon of mass destruction on our hands</i>.<br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.31<br />
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My bad luck had nothing to do with it. <span style="background-color: cyan;">The werewolves came back because the vampires di</span>d.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.31<br />
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I knew I must be patient with Edward. It wasn’t that he was unreasonable, it was just that he didn’t understand. He had no idea how very much I owed Jacob Black — <span style="font-size: large;">my life many times over, and possibly my sanity, too.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.32<br />
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If Jacob hadn’t helped me… I’m not sure what you would have come home to. I owe him better than this, Edward.<br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.32<br />
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<i><span style="background-color: cyan;">I’ll never forgive myself for leaving you. Not if I live a hundred thousand years</span></i>.<br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.33<br />
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If I’d never left, you wouldn’t <span style="font-size: large;">feel the need to go risk your life to comfort a dog.</span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.33<br />
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<b>I don’t know how to phrase this properly. It’s going to sound cruel,</b> <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>I suppose. But I’ve come too close to losing you in the past. I know what it feels like to think I have. I am not going to tolerate anything dangerous</b></span>.<br />
<b>Edward Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.33<br />
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<i>Please make a conscious effort to keep yourself safe. I’ll do everything I can, but I would appreciate a little he</i>lp.<br />
<b>Edward Cullen, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.33<br />
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<i><span style="background-color: cyan;">Do you really have any idea how <span style="font-size: large;">important you are to me</span>? Any concept at all <span style="font-size: large;">of how much I love you?</span></span></i><br />
Edward Cullen, Eclipse, Chapter 1, p.34<br />
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Alice was scrutinizing my boring jeans-and-a-t-shirt outfit in a way that made me self-conscious. Probably plotting another makeover. I sighed. My indifferent attitude to fashion was a constant thorn in her side. If I’d allow it, she’d love to dress me every day — perhaps several times a day — l<span style="font-size: large;">ike some oversized three-dimensional paper doll.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.36<br />
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I<i>’m sure I still have boundaries — like the continental U.S., for example.</i><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.38<br />
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You’re really not that good a mechanic, Edward. Maybe you should have Rosalie take a look at it tonight, just so you look good if Mike decides to let you help, you know. Not that it wouldn’t be fun to watch his face if Rosalie showed up to help.<br />
<b>Bella Swan, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.41<br />
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I knew I had about three seconds before he would sigh and slide me deftly away, saying something about how we’d risked my life enough for one afternoon.<br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.44<br />
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He pulled my face away from his, breaking my hold with ease — he probably didn’t even realize that I was using all my strength.<br />
<b>Bella Swan, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.44<br />
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<i><b>I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.</b></i><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.44<br />
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You know how I am with tools. <span style="font-size: large;">No pain was inflicted intentionally.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.47</span><br />
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<i><b>You aren’t the only one who’s been trapped in this house, you know.</b></i><br />
<b>Edward Cullen,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.49<br />
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The outside world holds <b>no interest for me without you.</b><br />
<b>Edward Culle</b>n, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.49<br />
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I’ll do my time without complaining when I’ve done something wrong, Dad, but <span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
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<b>Bella Swan,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.54<br />
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<i><b>You’re a rotten liar, Dad</b></i>.<br />
<b>Bella Swa</b>n, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.54<br />
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<i>It’s not like I’m headed off to Vegas to be a showgirl or anything. I’m going to see Mom.</i><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.54<br />
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Interceded? You threw me to the sharks!<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.56<br />
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Edward and Alice playing chess was one of the funniest things I’d ever seen. They’d sat there nearly motionless, staring at the board, while Alice foresaw the moves he would make and he picked the moves she would make in return out of her head. They played most of the game in their minds; I think they’d each moved two pawns when Alice suddenly flicked her king over and surrendered. It took all of three minutes.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.5<br />
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<em><span></span>Please tell me you are not trying to have a sex talk with me, Ch<strong>arlie.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.58<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This was beyond the seventh circle of Hades</span>; even worse was realizing that Edward had known this was coming. No wonder he’d seemed so smug in the car.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.59<br />
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I really wish you were not forcing me to say this out loud, Dad. Really. But…<span style="background-color: cyan;"> I am a… virgin, and I have no immediate plans to change that status.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.59<br />
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Keep trying, Bella. I know you’ll do the right thing. You’re a good person.<br />
<strong>Charlie Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.60<br />
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I wasn’t in the mood to be alone, but I certainly wasn’t going to go back downstairs to hang out with my Dad, just in case he thought of some topic of sex education that he hadn’t touched on before; I shuddered.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.61<br />
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In that instant when they shift from one form to the other, <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>they don’t really even exist. The future can’t hold them…</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.63<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Shut your window if you want me to stay away tonight. I’ll understand.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 2, p.64<br />
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Renée is so much more… perceptive than Charlie in some ways. It was making me jumpy.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.66<br />
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Your mother has a very interesting mind. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Almost childlike, but very insightful. She sees things differently than other people.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.66<br />
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There’s something… strange about the way you two are together.<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong> The way he watches you — it’s so… protective. Like he’s about to throw himself in front of a bullet to save you or something.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Renée Dwyer</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.67<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He’s very intense about you</span>… and very careful. I feel like I don’t really understand your relationship. Like there’s some secret I’m missing…<br />
<strong>Renée Dwyer,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.67<br />
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The way you move — you orient yourself around him without even thinking about it. <span style="background-color: cyan;">When he moves, even a little bit, you adjust your position at the same time. <span style="font-size: large;">Like magnets… or gravity. You’re like a… satellite, or something.</span></span><br />
<strong>Renée Dwyer</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.68<br />
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<em>I really missed you, Bells. The food around here sucks when you’re gone.</em><br />
<strong>Charlie Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.70<br />
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I knew Jake inside and out. It shouldn’t be that complicated to figure out his motivations.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.73<br />
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I think… I think he was checking. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Checking to make sure. That I’m human, I mean.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.75<br />
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<em>If I asked you to do something, would you trust me?</em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.75<br />
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I’d forgotten how much this face bothered me. Though I’d gotten to know Sam pretty well before the Cullens had come back — to like him, even — I’d never been able to completely shake the resentment I felt when Jacob mimicked Sam’s expression. I<span style="background-color: cyan;">t was a stranger’s face. He wasn’t my Jacob when he wore it.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.76<br />
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With a sense of astonishment, I realized that Jacob looked dangerous to them. How odd.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.77<br />
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<em>Sorry. I don’t have any leeches on my speed dial.</em><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.77<br />
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Edward cut him off mid-sentence, and his face was abruptly frightening — truly frightening. For a second, he l<span style="background-color: cyan;">ooked like… like a vampire.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.79<br />
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<em>Better frightened than lied to.</em><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.81<br />
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She’s tougher than you think. And she’s been through worse.<br />
J<strong>acob Blac</strong>k, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.81<br />
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It’s nothing, Bella. Jacob just has a good memory, that’s all.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.82<br />
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It’s his own fault if he doesn’t like the things I remember, though.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.82<br />
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I think I might have been wrong before, you know, about not being able to be friends. Maybe we could manage it, on my side of the line. Come see me.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.83<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I miss you every day, Bella. It’s not the same without you.</span><br />
J<strong>acob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.83<br />
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I wasn’t about to send you off alone. With your luck, not even the black box would survive.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.88<br />
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I’d wait till we were close enough to the ground, get a good grip on you, kick out the wall, and jump. Then I’d run you back to the scene of the accident, and we’d <span style="font-size: large;">stumble around like the two luckiest survivors in history.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.88<br />
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Did you see the size of that Jacob kid? I think he could take Cullen down.<br />
Mike Newton, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.90<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">There’s something about Edward. He’s always so… confident. I have a feeling he can take care of himself.</span><br />
Ben Cheney, Eclipse, Chapter 3, p.90<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">It seemed too dangerous to be human — just begging for trouble. Someone like me shouldn’t be human. <em><strong>Someone with my luck ought to be a little less helpless.</strong></em></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.92<br />
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I’m really glad Edward didn’t kill you. Everything’s so much more fun with you around.<br />
Emmett Cullen, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.93<br />
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Haven’t you noticed yet, Bella, that Edward is just the teeniest bit prone to overreaction?<br />
<strong>Alice Cullen,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.93<br />
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So the consensus was that I was just supposed to forget that a deranged vampire was stalking me, intent on my death.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.93<br />
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I’ll be back so soon you won’t have time to miss me. Look after my heart — I’ve left it with you.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.95<br />
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Alice was certainly just as capable of crippling my truck as Edward was.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.95<br />
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For some reason — impending mania, perhaps — this really irritated me.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.96<br />
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As we walked, I felt myself settling into another version of myself, the self I had been with Jacob. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>A little younger, a little less responsible. Someone who might, on occasion, do something really stupid for no good reason.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.101<br />
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<em>Can you listen, or will you be interrupting me with rude comments about my friends?</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.103<br />
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The fortune-telling bloodsucker can’t see us? Seriously? That’s excellent!<br />
Jacob Black, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.104<br />
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Being apart… <span style="background-color: cyan;">It didn’t work out so well for either of us</span>.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.108<br />
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He thought you were the one person in the world with as much reason to hate the Cullens as he does. Sam feels sort of… <span style="background-color: cyan;">betrayed that you would just let them back into your life like they never hurt you.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.109<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I love him. Not because he’s beautiful or because he’s rich!</span> I’d much rather he weren’t either one. It would even out the gap between us just a little bit — because he’d still be the most loving and unselfish and brilliant and decent person I’ve ever met. Of course I love him. How hard is that to understand?<br />
Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.110<br />
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What is a valid reason for someone to love someone else? Since apparently I’m doing it wrong.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.110<br />
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You know, Jacob, you’re a<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>wfully self-righteous — considering that you’re a werewolf and all.</strong></span><br />
B<strong>ella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.111<br />
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They shouldn’t exist. Their existence goes against nature.<br />
<strong>Jacob Blac</strong>k, Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.111<br />
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What I am was born in me. It’s a part of who I am, who my family is, who we all are as a tribe —<span style="background-color: cyan;"> it’s the reason why we’re still here.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.111<br />
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<em>Normal humans can’t throw motorcycles around the way you can.</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan, Ec</strong>lipse, Chapter 4, p.112<br />
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<em><strong>Normal humans run away from monsters,</strong></em> Bella. And I never claimed to be normal. Just human.<br />
J<strong>acob Black, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.112<br />
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Jacob had become a part of me, and there was no changing that now.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>Eclipse, Chapter 4, p.112<br />
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He really hates it when I do things he considers… risky.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.115<br />
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At least he can be a grown-up about this<span style="background-color: cyan;">. He knows that hurt ing you would hurt me — and so he never would. You don’t seem to care about that at all!</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.115<br />
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Most people fall in and out of love many times in their lives. It was just that I’d seen Sam with Emily, and I couldn’t imagine him with someone else. <strong><span style="background-color: cyan;">The way he looked at her… well, it <span style="font-size: large;">reminded me of a look I’d seen sometimes in Edward’s eyes — when he was looking at me.</span></span></strong><br />
Bella Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.117<br />
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Remind me not to get on your bad side.<br />
<strong>Bella Swa</strong>n, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.118<br />
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You think I should be as forgiving as you are? <span style="font-size: large;">We can’t all be saints and martyrs.</span><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.119<br />
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Am I the only one who has to get old?<b><span style="background-color: #741b47;"> <span style="background-color: cyan;">I get older every stinking day! Damn it! What kind of world is this? Where’s the justice?</span></span></b><br />
<b>Bella Swan, </b>Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.119<br />
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Did you seriously just stamp your foot? I thought girls only did that on TV.</i><br />
<b>Jacob Bla</b><b>ck</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.119<br />
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<i>So, did you want to hear about Sam, or did you want to scream at me some more for things that are out of my control?</i><br />
<b>Jacob Black,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.121<br />
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<i><b><span style="background-color: cyan;">I’m a pro at weird.</span></b></i><br />
<b>Bella</b> Swan, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.121There are <span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">no rules that can bind you when you find your other half.</span><br />
<b>Jacob Black</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.123<br />
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It’s awful. <b><span style="background-color: cyan;">No privacy, no secrets</span></b>. Everything you’re ashamed of, laid out for everyone to see.<br />
<b>Jacob Black,</b> Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.125<br />
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Edward’s<b> never in my head</b>. He only wishes.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, Eclipse, Chapter 5, p.126<br />
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I don’t care who’s a <b>vampire and who’s a werewolf</b>. That’s irrelevant. <b><span style="background-color: cyan;">You are Jacob, and he is Edward, and I am Bella. And nothing else matters.</span></b><br />
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No matter what else you have to do, YOu couldn't wait though each pages of Eclipse!<br />
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I read over and over again too many chapters and verses that just like an addict! <br />
Ummmm Meyer's Twilight Saga is EXACTLY MY BRAND OF HEROINE! :P<br />
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Days ago when i got to the last part, I still find myself sneakin in back those scenes i've come to know by heart. <br />
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If I have 24 hours all for myself, all i want is to read Breaking Dawn in less than 24 hours like i did with New Moon.<br />
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Arrrrghhhh ...<br />
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I hate having to pause!<br />
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Be back Soon!blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-25957582478302805942009-06-04T14:05:00.000-07:002009-06-06T14:08:18.772-07:00Can't wait for This!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ewdKJ_K2mmM&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ewdKJ_K2mmM&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />
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New Moon @ Entertaiment Tonight!blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-17974241214618096072009-06-04T12:48:00.000-07:002009-06-06T13:10:18.334-07:00New Moon Movie TrailerI can't wait for this!<br />
I've cried too much on this book. wahhhhh<br />
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What do i say? I am still in the world of <b>vampires and werewolves </b>lol luckily without any trace of bite or scratch. LOL! <br />
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The benefit of reading twilight saga when the rest of the family had done so centuries ahead :0 :p ... is simply this...<br />
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Theres no one to bug you with some hints, clues, teasers or spoilers of it's kind while they are still in all in the hype of it and just get too impatient to hold off excitement so as to avoid being insensitive to others who are yet to start. <br />
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Hehe <br />
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In my case... I am so free! I still do feel the ache to preview what might've been chapters or books ahead but hehe i'd really rather not hear it. :P<br />
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I am still trapped somewhere in Forks and La Push, to and fro those territorial bounderies wahhhhhhh but i'm definitely TEAM VAMPIRE! hAaaayzz lucky bella! <b>Torn between two mythical monsters! </b>:Pblackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-29499357370695268952009-06-03T07:28:00.000-07:002009-06-05T13:44:54.889-07:00Quotes From New Moon<em>I’ll earn your trust back somehow. It’s my final ac</em>t.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.523<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I don’t trust myself to be… enough. To deserve you. There’s nothing about me that could hold you.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> New Moon, Chapter 24, p.523<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Your hold is permanent and unbreakable. Never doubt that.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.524<br />
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If there was only some way to make you see that<span style="font-size: large;"> I can’t leave you</span>. Time, I suppose, will be the way to convince you.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.524<br />
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<em>Hold on a second. I think I’m having an epiphany here.</em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.526<br />
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What if you sincerely believed something was true, but you were dead wrong? <span style="background-color: cyan;">What if you were so stubbornly sure that you were right, that you wouldn’t even consider the truth? Would the truth be silenced, or would it try to break through?</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.527<br />
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Option three: <span style="font-size: large;">Edward loved me</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">The bond forged between us was<span style="font-size: large;"> not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time</span>. And no matter how much more special or beautiful or brilliant or perfect than me he might be, <span style="font-size: large;">he was as irreversibly altered as I was</span>. As I would always belong to him, so would he always be mine.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.527<br />
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You, at least, made an effort. You got up in the morning, tried to be normal for Charlie, followed the pattern of your life. When I wasn’t actively tracking, I was… totally useless. I couldn’t be around my family—I couldn’t be around anyone. I’m embarrassed to admit that I more or less curled up into a ball and let the misery have me. <strong>It was much more pathetic than hearing voices. </strong>And, of course, you know I do that, too.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.528<br />
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I don’t mean that I have any aversion to you as a sister. It’s just that… t<span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>his is not the life I would have chosen for myself. I wish there had been someone there to vote no for me.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Rosalie Hale,</strong> New Moon, Chapter 24, p.534<br />
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<strong><em>You’ve chosen not to live without her, and that doesn’t leave me a choice.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Carlisle Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.534<br />
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<em><strong>Thank you. For wanting to keep me. I feel exactly the same way about all of you, too.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.535<br />
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<em><strong>Seriously, Bella! I don’t have any idea how to not kill you.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Alice Cullen,</strong> New Moon, Chapter 24, p.535<br />
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<strong><em>You’re wounding my ego, Bella</em></strong><em>.</em><span style="background-color: cyan;"><em> I just proposed to you, and you think it’s a joke.</em></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> New Moon, Chapter 24, p.540<br />
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<em><strong>Well, I’m nearly a hundred and ten. It’s time I settled down.</strong></em><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Chapter 24, p.540<br />
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Because<em><span style="background-color: cyan;"> s<span style="background-color: cyan;">he</span></span></em><span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong><em>’d rather you became one of the eternal damned than get married.</em></strong></span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen, </strong>New Moon, Chapter 24, p.541<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So eager for eternal damnation</span>.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen,</strong> New Moon, Chapter 24, p.546<br />
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With Edward back in place,<span style="background-color: cyan;"> it was almost as if the last eight months were just a disturbing nightmare.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.549<br />
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The <span style="font-size: large;">fairy tale was back on. Prince returned, bad spell broken</span>. I wasn’t sure exactly what to do about the leftover, unresolved character. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>Where was his happily ever after?</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.550<br />
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Abruptly, I remembered what had happened to Paris when Romeo came back. The stage directions were simple: They fight. Paris falls.<br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> New Moon, Epilogue, p.552<br />
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Charlie… is probably not going to kill you, but he’s thinking about it.<br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.553<br />
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The sting of betrayal washed through me. I had trusted Jacob implicitly—trusted him with every single secret I had. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><strong>He was supposed to be my safe harbor—the person I could always rely on.</strong></span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> New Moon, Epilogue, p.553<br />
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Let me go! I’m going to murder him! Traitor!<br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.554<br />
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I’m already grounded! Why do you think I haven’t been down to La Push to kick your butt for avoiding my phone calls?<br />
<strong>Bella Swan, </strong>New Moon, Epilogue, p.556<br />
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Thank you. I will never be able to tell you how grateful I am. <span style="background-color: cyan;">I will owe you for the rest of my… existence.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.557<br />
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I’m a quick learner, Jacob Black, and <span style="background-color: cyan;">I don’t make the same mistake twice. I’m here until she orders me away.</span><br />
<strong>Edward Cullen</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.558<br />
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<strong><em>The only thing that Jacob would want from Edward would be his absence.</em></strong><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> New Moon, Epilogue, p.558<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Charlie might just send me to military school</span>.<span style="font-size: large;"> But that won’t keep me away from Edward</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">There’s nothing that can do that.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.558<br />
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The treaty is quite specific. If any of them bite a human, the truce is over. Bite, not kill.<br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.558<br />
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<em>I would never hurt her.</em><br />
<strong>Jacob Black</strong>, New Moon, Epilogue, p.559<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside me. His pain, my pain.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> New Moon, Epilogue, p.561<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I<span style="background-color: cyan;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;">knew that last glimpse of his face would haunt me until I saw him smile again.</span><br />
Bella Swan, New Moon, Epilogue, p.562<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Edward was here, </span>with his arms around me. <span style="font-size: large;">I could face anything as long as that was true</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">I squared my shoulders and walked forward to meet my fate, with my destiny solidly at my side.</span><br />
<strong>Bella Swan,</strong> New Moon, Epilogue, p.563blackbutterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05499416736972621393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646929968566597495.post-24618045380772631252009-06-03T06:59:00.000-07:002009-06-05T13:31:11.655-07:00Quotes From New Moon<span style="font-size: large;">I’d forgotten </span>how hard she was; it was like running headlong into a wall of cement.<br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 17, p.382<br />
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<i><b>I’d forgotten how exuberant you are.</b></i><br />
<b>Alice Cullen, </b>New Moon, Chapter 17, p.383<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He was a fool to think you could survive alone</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">I’ve never seen anyone so prone to life-threatening idiocy.</span><br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.386<br />
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<i><b>Your best friend is a werewolf?</b></i><br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.387<br />
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Edward was right—<span style="font-size: large;">you’re a magnet for danger</span>. Weren’t you supposed to be staying out of trouble?<br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.387<br />
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Leave it to you, Bella. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>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.</b></span><br />
<b>Alice Cullen, </b>New Moon, Chapter 17, p.387<br />
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<i><b>You look like hell, Bella.</b></i><br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.389<br />
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What did you think you were going to find? I mean, besides me dead? Did you expect to find me skipping around and whistling show tunes? <span style="background-color: cyan;">You know me better than that.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.389<br />
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<b><i>It was night of the living dead around here. I still hear her screaming in her sleep…</i></b><br />
<b>Charlie Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.397<br />
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I don’t know… even with Jacob, now and then I see something in her eyes, and I wonder if I’ve ever grasped how much pain she’s really in. It’s not normal, Alice, and it… it frightens me. N<span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>ot normal at all. Not like someone… left her,</b></span> <span style="font-size: large;">but like someone died.</span><br />
<b>Charlie Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 17, p.398<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It was like someone had died—like I had died</span>. Because it had been more than just losing the truest of true loves, as if that were not enough to kill anyone. It was also losing a whole future, a whole family—the whole life that I’d chosen…<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.398<br />
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<i><b>I don’t know if she’s going to get over it—I’m not sure if it’s in her nature to heal from something like this. She’s always been such a constant little thing. She doesn’t get past things, change her mind.</b></i><br />
<b>Charlie Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 17, p.398<br />
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I was probably overdoing it with the antagonism, but I <span style="font-size: large;">di</span><span style="font-size: large;">dn’t want him to see how much this hurt.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.406<br />
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<i><b>Well, run along now. Go tell Sam that the scary monsters aren’t coming to get you.</b></i><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 18, p.407<br />
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<b><i>You’ll still be my friend, even though I love Alice, too</i></b>?<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.409<br />
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<b><i>Yeah, I’ll always be your friend. No matter what you love.</i></b><br />
<b>Jacob Black</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.409<br />
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<i><b>Why does everyone keep doing that to me? I don’t smell!</b></i><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.409<br />
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It was a nasty catch-22—on the one hand, I <span style="background-color: cyan;">wanted Alice to stay forever</span>. I was going to die—metaphorically—when she left me. But <span style="background-color: cyan;">how was I supposed to go without seeing Jake for any length of time?</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 18, p.410<br />
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<i><b>Sam would be mad if I broke the treaty, and you probably wouldn’t like it too much if I killed your friend</b></i>.<br />
<b>Jacob Black</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.410<br />
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I do not like the way things are.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.410<br />
<br />
<i><b>It was easier when we were both human, wasn’t it?</b></i><br />
<b>Jacob Black, </b>New Moon, Chapter 18, p.410<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The prince was never coming back to kiss me</span> <span style="background-color: cyan;">awake from my enchanted sleep</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="font-size: large;">I was not a princess, after all</span></span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">S<span style="background-color: cyan;">o</span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;"> what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn’t break any spells?</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 18, p.411<br />
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Jacob’s furious voice was suddenly in my ear, hissing out a stream of profanities. I felt a vague disapproval. His new friends were clearly a bad influence.<br />
<b>Jacob Black</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.414<br />
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<b><i>Save your remorse for someone who believes it.</i></b><br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.415<br />
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<b><i>I don’t think he ever planned to outlive you by long.</i></b><br />
<b>Alice Cullen, </b>New Moon, Chapter 18, p.418<br />
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We may already be too late. I saw him going to the Volturi… and asking to die.<br />
<b>Alice Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 18, p.419<br />
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If he gives into his more theatrical tendencies… we might have time.<br />
<b>Alice Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 18, p.419<br />
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There’s a very good chance that they will eliminate us all—though in your case <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>it won’t be punishment so much as dinnertime.</b></span><br />
<b>Alice Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 18, p.420<br />
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The <span style="font-size: large;">sense of deja vu</span> was nearly stifling by this point. At least, unlike the last time—when I’d run away from Forks to escape thirsty vampires rather than to find them—I<span style="font-size: large;"> wouldn’t have to say goodbye</span> to Charlie in person.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 18, p.421<br />
<br />
<br />
It was amazingly easy to say his name now. I wasn’t sure what the difference was. Maybe because I wasn’t really planning on living much longer without seeing him. Or at all, if we were too late. I<span style="background-color: cyan;">t was comforting to know that I would have an easy out.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.431<br />
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<i><b>You don’t get a lot of suicidal vampires</b></i>.<br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.431<br />
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<i><b>You know what. If we’re too late for Edward, I’m going to do my damnedest to get you back to Charlie, and I don’t want any trouble from you. Do you understand that?</b></i><br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.431<br />
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Maybe, if I were very, very, very lucky, I would somehow be able to save Edward. But I wasn’t so stupid as to think that saving him would mean that I could stay with him. I was no different, no more special than I’d been before. There would be no new reason for him to want me now.<span style="background-color: cyan;"> Seeing him and losing him again… I fought back against the pain</span>. <span style="font-size: large;">This was the price I had to pay to save his life. I would pay it.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.432<br />
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<i><b>Honestly, I think it’s all gotten beyond ridiculous. I’m debating whether to just change you myself</b></i>.<br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.436<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You are so bizarre, even for a human.</span><br />
<b>Alice Cu</b><b>llen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.437<br />
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The image of <span style="background-color: cyan;">Edward in the meadow</span>—<span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>glowing, shimmering like his skin was made of a million diamond facets</b></span>—<span style="font-size: large;">was burned into my memory</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">N<span style="background-color: cyan;">o</span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;"> human who saw that would ever forget.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.438<br />
<br />
How strongly are you opposed to grand theft auto?<br />
Alice Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.439<br />
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<b><i>Sheesh, Alice. Could you pick a more conspicuous car to steal?</i></b><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 19, p.439<br />
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Trust me, Bella. If anyone sets up a roadblock, it will be behind us.<br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.440<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><b><i>Try not to trip</i></b></span>. We don’t have time for a concussion today.<br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 19, p.441<br />
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I wasn’t going to make it. <span style="font-size: large;">I was stupid and slow and human</span>, and we were all going to die because of it.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 20, p.448<br />
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I’d never seen anything more beautiful—even as I ran, gasping and screaming, I could appreciate that.<span style="background-color: cyan;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"><b> And the last seven months meant nothing. And his words in the forest meant nothing. And it did not matter if he did not want me</b></span></span>. <span style="font-size: large;">I would never want anything but him, no matter how long I lived.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 20, p.451<br />
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It was <span style="font-size: large;">very strange</span>, for I<span style="background-color: cyan;"> knew we were both in mortal danger</span>.<span style="background-color: cyan;"> Still, in that instant, <span style="font-size: large;">I felt well</span></span>. <span style="font-size: large;">Whole</span>.I could feel my heart racing in my chest, the blood pulsing hot and fast through my veins again. My lungs filled deep with sweet scent that came off his skin. <span style="font-size: large;">It was like there had never been and hole in my chest.</span><span style="font-size: large;"> I was perfect-not healed,</span> but <span style="font-size: large;">as if there had never been a wound in the first place."</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 20, p.452<br />
<br />
<span style="background-color: cyan;">You smell just exactly the same as always</span>. <span style="font-size: large;">So maybe this is hell. I don’t care. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I’ll take it.</span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 20, p.452<br />
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Let’s behave ourselves, shall we? There are ladies present.<br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 20, p.455<br />
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In summary, she did jump off a cliff, but she wasn’t trying to kill herself. Bella’s all about the extreme sports these days.<br />
Alice Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 20, p.457<br />
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At least I could be with him again before I died. That was <span style="font-size: large;">better than a long life.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 20, p.459<br />
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<i><b>I love a happy ending. They are so rare.</b></i><br />
Aro, New Moon, Chapter 21, p.468<br />
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If I hadn’t smelled her through your memories, I wouldn’t have believed the call of anyone’s blood could be so strong. I’ve never felt anything like it myself. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><i><b>Most of us would trade much for such a gift, and yet you…</b></i></span><br />
Aro, New Moon, Chapter 21, p.471<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You’re very brave, Edward, to endure in silence</span>. I asked Jane to do that to me once—just out of curiosity.<br />
<b>Aro,</b> New Moon, Chapter 21, p.476<br />
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I haven’t seen a prospective talent so promising since we found Jane and Alec. Can you imagine the possibilities when she is one of us?<br />
<b>Aro</b>, New Moon, Chapter 21, p.477<br />
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If she betrays our secrets, are you prepared to destroy her? I think not.<br />
<b>Caius</b>, New Moon, Chapter 21, p.478<br />
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Was it really such a loathsome idea? <span style="font-size: large;">Would he rather die than change me? </span>I felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach.<br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 21, p.479<br />
<br />
And would it really matter that Alice was willing, <span style="font-size: large;">would it make any difference if I did become a vampire</span>, when the idea was so repulsive to Edward? <span style="font-size: large;">If death was, to him, a better alternative than having me around forever, an immortal annoyance? </span>Terrified as I was, I felt myself sinking down into depression, drowning in it…<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 21, p.480<br />
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<b><i>I think she’s having hysterics. Maybe you should slap her.</i></b><br />
<b>Alice Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.486<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">To have my eyes so filled with tears that I could not see his features clearly was wasteful—insanity.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.486<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">As I stared at his too beautiful face, trying to understand the change, it suddenly struck me that I was really here, in Edward’s arms, however fleetingly, and that we were not—at this exact moment—about to be killed.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.488<br />
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<b><i>Is it really sick for me to be happy right now?</i></b><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.488<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I’d rather he killed me </span>now t<span style="background-color: cyan;">han move one inch from where I was.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.489<br />
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Here in his arms, it was <b><span style="background-color: cyan;">so easy to fantasize that he wanted me</span></b>. I didn’t want to think about his motivations now—about whether he acted this way to keep me calm while we were still in danger, or if he just felt guilty for where we were and relieved that he wasn’t responsible for my death. Maybe the time apart had been enough that I didn’t bore him for the moment. But it didn’t matter. <span style="font-size: large;">I was so much happier pretending.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 22, p.490<br />
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They have a name for someone who smells the way Bella does to me. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.</b></span><br />
Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.490<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It was heaven—right smack in the middle of hell.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan, </b>New Moon, Chapter 22, p.491<br />
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I’d forgotten that I had access to a toothbrush. It brightened my outlook considerably.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.492<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">I don’t want to sleep. If I close my eyes now, I’ll see things</span> <span style="font-size: large;">I don’t want to see. I’ll have nightmares.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.494<br />
<br />
He continued to kiss my hair, my forehead, my wrists… but never my lips, and that was good. After all, how many ways can one heart be mangled and still be expected to keep beating? I’d lived through a lot that should have finished me in the last few days, but it didn’t make me feel strong. Instead, <span style="font-size: large;">I felt horribly fragile, like one word could shatter me.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.495<br />
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<b><i>You will never put me through that again.</i></b><br />
<b>Esme Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.496<br />
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I’m so very sorry, Bella. I feel wretched about every part of this, and so grateful that you were brave enough to go save my brother after what I did. Please say you’ll forgive me.<br />
<b>Rosalie Hale</b>, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.497<br />
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<i><b>It doesn’t count until she’s conscious, Rose.</b></i><br />
<b>Emmett Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 22, p.498<br />
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It took less than half a second for me to realize that, as long as I<span style="background-color: cyan;"> was truly insane now, I might as well enjoy the delusions <span style="font-size: large;">while they were pleasant.</span></span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 23, p.501<br />
<br />
His irises were pitch-black, with bruise-like shadows under them. <span style="background-color: cyan;">This surprised me; my hallucinatory Edwards were usually better fed.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.502<br />
<br />
<i>I’m dead, right? I did drown. Crap, crap, crap! This is gonna kill Charlie.”</i><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.502<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">If I was in hell, you wouldn’t be with me.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.503<br />
<br />
You should probably know that <span style="font-size: large;">I’m breaking the rules right now</span>. Well, not technically, since he said I was never to walk through his door again, and I came in the window… But, still, the intent was clear.<br />
<b>Edward Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 23, p.503<br />
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The odds are always stacked against us. Mistake after mistake.<span style="font-size: large;"> I’ll never criticize Romeo again.</span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.508<br />
<br />
I thought I’d explained it clearly before. Bella, <span style="font-size: large;">I can’t live in a world where you don’t exist.</span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.509<br />
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<i><b><span style="background-color: cyan;">I’m a good liar, Bella. I have to be.</span></b></i><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.509<br />
<br />
You weren’t going to let go. I could see that. I didn’t want to do it—it felt like it would kill me to do it—but I knew that if I couldn’t convince you that I didn’t love you anymore, it would just take you that much longer to get on with your life. I <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>hoped that, if you thought I’d moved on, so would you.</b></span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 23, p.509<br />
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After all the <span style="font-size: large;">thousand times I’ve told you I love you</span>,<span style="background-color: cyan;"><b> how could you let one word break your faith in me?</b></span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.510<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>I could see it in your eyes, that you honestly believed that I didn’t want you anymore. The most absurd, ridiculous concept</b></span>—<span style="font-size: large;">as if there were any way that I could exist without needing you!</span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 23, p.510<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here</b></span>, and <span style="font-size: large;">I love you. I have always loved you,</span> and<span style="font-size: large;"> I will always love you</span>. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. <span style="background-color: cyan;">When I told you that I didn’t want you</span>, <span style="font-size: large;">it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy</span>.<br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.510<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It never made sense for you to love me</span>. I always knew that.<br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.511<br />
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<i><b>What kind of an idiotic question is that?</b></i><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.511<br />
<br />
Of course <span style="font-size: large;">I love you</span>—and <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>there’s nothing you can do about it!</b></span><br />
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.512<br />
<br />
His mouth was on mine then, and <span style="font-size: large;">I couldn’t fight him.</span><b><span style="background-color: cyan;"> Not because he was so many thousand times stronger than me</span></b>, <span style="background-color: cyan;">but because</span> <span style="font-size: large;">my will crumbled into dust the second our lips met.</span><br />
<b>Bella Swan,</b> New Moon, Chapter 23, p.512<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">Only you could be more important than what I wanted… what I needed. What I want and need is to be with you, and I know </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">I’ll never be strong enough to leave again</span>.</span> I have too many excuses to stay—thank heaven for that! It seems you can’t be safe, no matter how many miles I put between us.<br />
<b>Edward Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 23, p.513<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If I let myself hope, and it came to nothing… that would kill me</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>Where all those merciless vampires had not been able to finish me off, hope would do the job.</b></span><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.513<br />
<br />
Before you, Bella, <span style="font-size: large;">my life was like a moonless nig</span><span style="font-size: large;">ht. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Very dark</span>, <span style="background-color: cyan;">but there were stars—points of light and reason</span>… <span style="font-size: large;">And then you shot across my sky like a mete</span><span style="font-size: large;">or.</span> <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. </b></span><span style="font-size: large;">When you were gone</span>, <span style="background-color: cyan;"><b>when the meteor had fallen over the horizon</b></span>, <span style="font-size: large;">everything went black</span>. <span style="background-color: cyan;">Nothing had changed, but my eyes were <span style="font-size: large;">blinded by the lig</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: cyan;">ht</span></span><span style="background-color: cyan;">. I<span style="font-size: large;"> couldn’t see the stars anymore</span>. And there was <span style="font-size: large;">no more reason for anything.</span></span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.514<br />
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My heart hasn’t beat in almost ninety years, but this was different. It was like my heart was gone—like I was hollow. <span style="font-size: large;">Like I’d left everything that was inside me here with you.</span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen,</b> New Moon, Chapter 23, p.515<br />
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<i>My problems are a lot worse that a handful of adolescent wolves getting themselves into trouble.</i><br />
<b>Bella Swan</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.517<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I cannot be without you</span>, <span style="background-color: cyan;">but I will not destroy your soul.</span><br />
<b>Edward Cullen</b>, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.518<br />
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<span style="background-color: cyan;">You will always be the</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: cyan;"> most beautiful thing in my world</span>.</span> Of course… If you outgrew me—if you wanted something more—I would understand that, Bella. <span style="background-color: cyan;">I promise I wouldn’t stand in your way if you wanted to leave me.</span><br />
Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 23, p.519<br />
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This isn’t just about you anymore. <span style="font-size: large;">You’re not the center of the universe, </span>you know. If you’re going to bring the Volturi down on us over something as stupid as leaving me human, then your family ought to have a say.<br />
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