“I tensed for the spring, my eyes squinting as I cringed away, and the sound of Edward's furious roar echoed distantly in the back of my head. His name burst through all the walls I'd built to contain it. Edward, Edward, Edward. I was going to die. It shouldn't matter if I thought of him now. Edward, I love you.”

“Bella: I love you. Edward: You are my life now.”

“Is the fire gone?""Yes," I sighed. "Thank you, Edward.""I love you," he answered."I know," I breathed, so tired.I heard my favorite sound in the world: Edward's quiet laugh, weak with relief.”

“I was stronger than Edward. I'd made him say ow.”

“Forever," Edward echoed in my ear. I couldn't speak anymore. I lifted my head and kissed him with a passion that might possibly set the forest on fire. I wouldn't have noticed.”

“Please!" Edward hissed. "Do you mind?""What?" Jacob whispered back, his tone surprised."Do you think you could at least attempt to control you thoughts?" Edward's low whisper was furious."No one said you had to listen," Jacob muttered, defiant, yet still embarrassed. "Get out of my head.”

“Of course, I still saw Edward at school, because there wasn't anything Charlie [her dad] could do about that. And then, Edward spent almost every night in my room, too, but Charlie wasn't precisely aware of that. Edward's ability to climb easily and silently through my second-story window was almost as useful as his ability to read Charlie's mind.”