“I hate myself for liking you.”

“I hate you!''That's good. Hate is a passionate emotion.”

“I hate you for making me want you so much.(Edward)”

“I told you I didn't want to fight with Charlie.""Nobody said that you had to."I glowered at him. "I can't help myself when he gets all bossy like that―my natural teenage instincts overpower me.”

“It won't be the same for me," I whispered, half to myself. "You won't let me be like that. We'll live in Antarctica."Edward snorted, breaking the tension. "Penguins. Lovely.”

“Do you remember when you told me I couldn't see myself clearly? You obviously have the same blindness”

“Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.”