Stephenie Meyer is the author of the bestselling Twilight series, The Host, and The Chemist. Twilight was one of 2005's most talked about novels and within weeks of its release the book debuted at #5 on The New York Times bestseller list. Among its many accolades, Twilight was named an "ALA Top Ten Books for Young Adults," an Amazon.com "Best Book of the Decade So Far," and a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year.
Meyer graduated from Brigham Young University with a degree in English Literature. She lives in Arizona with her husband and three sons.
“I was thinking, while I was running..." He paused."About not hitting the trees, I hope.”
“How sad. How frightening. To be filled with so much hate that you could not even rejoice in the healing of a child...How did anyone ever come to that point?”
“Alice! You know I love you like a sister!""Words." she growled.”
“Penguins,Lovely”
“Leave it to you, Bella. Anyone else would be better off when the vampires left town. But you have to start hanging out with the first monsters you can find.”
“I like it when pessimism goes unrewarded.”
“Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination”
“Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what I've tasted of desireI hold with those who favor fire.But if it had to perish twice,......I think I know enough of hateTo say that for destruction iceIs also greatAnd would suffice”
“I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn't seem like such a bad way to go.”
“When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.”
“I prefer brunettes.”
“What if I'm not a superhero. What if I'm the bad guy?”
“I said it would be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t want to be.”
“Don't be afraid," I said, "We belong together."I was immediatly overcome by the truth of my own words.”
“That’s Edward. He’s gorgeous, of course, but don’t waste your time. He doesn’t date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him.”
“Once people start throwing wet stuff, I go inside.”
“The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.”