“I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me."He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.”
“He's like a drug for you, Bella." His voice was still gentle, not at all critical. "I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. but I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun."The corner of my mouth turned up in a wistful half-smile. "I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me." He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.”
“I can handle failing, but I can't handle not trying".”
“Who says i can't handle it? I can handle it," said Gregor obviously not handling it.”
“I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.”