“Bella, would you please stop trying to take your clothes off?”

“Edward: Bella, please stop taking your clothes off!Bella: Why? Did you wanna do that part?”

“if you take off your clothes, you will find more clothes.”

“I tried to concentrate on the angel's voice instead."Bella, please! Bella, listen to me, please, please, please, Bella, please!" he begged.Yes, I wanted to say. Anything. But I couldn't find my lips. "Carlisle!" the angel called, agony in his perfect voice. "Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no!" And the angel was sobbing tearless, broken sobs.The angel shouldn't weep, it was wrong. I tried to find him, to tell him everything was fine, but the water was so deep, it was pressing on me, and I couldn't breathe.”

“Please tell me you are not trying to have a sex talk with me, Charlie. (Bella)”

“Talking to a therapist, I thought, was like taking your clothes off and then taking your skin off, and then having the other person say, "Would you mind opening up your rib cage so that we can start?”