Stephenie Meyers Quotes

So I didn't agree with my father's particular brand of faith. But never, in the nearly four hundred years now since I was born, have I ever seen anything to make me doubt whether God exists in some form or the other. Not even the reflection in the mirror."
Carlisle Cullen, Stephenie Meyer's Twilight ~ Stephenie Meyer

Imprinting."
I heard the smile disappear from Cat's face. "Next."
I repeated myself.
"Are you referring to Stephenie Meyer's books?"
"Yes," I said. A little unwillingly.
Cat chuckled. "There's no shame in reading enjoyable books. But this topic is better discussed later."
"Got it. ~ Shannon Delany

Those who lived in peaceful nations had looked the other way as members of their own species starved on their door step. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Well, where did you come from? Evolution? Creation? Couldn't we have evolved in the same way as other species, predator and prey? Or, if you don't believe that all this world could have just happened on its own, which is hard for me to accept myself, is it so hard to believe that the same force that created the delicate angelfish with the shark, the baby seal and the killer whale, could create both our kinds together?
Edward Cullen, Stephenie Meyer's Twilight ~ Stephenie Meyer

His eyes flashed open. Is it so unbearable to have me love you? Is that it? ~ Stephenie Meyer

This isn't about them. This is about Bella. She has never been the one for you, she had never chosen you, but you continue to destroy your life for her! ~ Stephenie Meyer

I bit a pillow. Or two. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Being Mormon is a big part of who I am, and I try very hard to live the right way, but I don't know that I'm an example. I hate to say, 'Yes, look at me. I'm a good example of being Mormon.' I want to be the best person I can be, so in that aspect, maybe I'm a good example. ~ Stephenie Meyer

I grinned at him, feeling more enthusiastic about my plan now that he was on board. Rosalie was a pain, but I would always owe her one for choosing Emmett; no one had a better brother than mine. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Quil. . .imprinted. . .with a two year old? ~ Stephenie Meyer

If there was a Jane Austen camp, I would go, no question. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Even though I've had the body of work I've had, and the success I've had, I do not rest on my laurels whatsoever. ~ Jonathan Rhys Meyers

What is she to me? Except a menace - a danger you've chosen to inflict on all of us. ~ Stephenie Meyer

I would run to close those last few feet between us - reckless as always - and I would be in his marble arms, finally safe. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Throughout the vast shadowy world of ghosts and demons there is no figure so terrible, no figure so dreaded and abhorred, yet dight with such fearful fascination, as the vampire, who is himself neither ghost nor demon, but yet who partakes the dark natures and possesses the mysterious and terrible qualities of both. - Rev. Montague Summers ~ Stephenie Meyer

I listened to the men's voices outside, muted by my car walls.
" ... went at it with a flamethrower in the online video. Didn't even pucker the paint."
"Of course not. You could roll a tank over this baby. Not much of a market for one over here. Designed for Middle East Diplomats, arm dealers, and drug lords mostly."
"Think she's something?" the short one asked in a softer voice. I ducked my head, cheeks flaming.
"Huh," the tall one said. "Maybe. Can't imagine what you'd need missile-proof glass and four thousand pounds of body armor for around here. Must be headed somewhere more hazardous."
Body armor. Four thousand pounds of body armor. And missle-proof glass? Nice. What had happened to good old-fashioned bulletproof? ~ Stephenie Meyer

Bella." Edward's voice was right beside me, relieved now. "Can you hear me?" "No," I groaned. "Go away. ~ Stephenie Meyer

That's how it's supposed to happen. How it should happen. How it would have happened if I didn't exist - and I shouldn't exist.-Edward Cullen ~ Stephenie Meyer

Sometimes, kismet happens. ~ Stephenie Meyer

With 'Twilight,' I felt the actors needed to be up-and-coming artists that haven't been recognized yet. ~ Stephenie Meyer

You've got to have a little more confidence in us than that. It's insulting. ~ Stephenie Meyer

What is a valid reason for someone to love someone else? Since apparently I'm doing it wrong. ~ Stephenie Meyer

It was hard to believe that someone so beautiful could be real. I was afraid that he might disappear in a sudden puff of smoke, and I would wake up. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Ugh! Why can't you just read my mind already? It's so inconvenient to be a mental mute! ~Bella ~ Stephenie Meyer

Is Jacob paying you for all the P.R., or are you a volunteer? ~ Stephenie Meyer

You aren't exactly the best judge of what is or isn't dangerous. ~ Stephenie Meyer

It's not the end. It's the beginning. ~ Stephenie Meyer

My arms broke free from my control. My left hand reached for his face, his hair, to wind my fingers in it.
My right hand was faster, was not mine.
Melanie's fist punched his jaw, knocked his face away from mine with a blunt, low sound. Flesh against flesh, hard and angry.
The force of it was not enough to move him far, but he scrambled away from me the instant our lips were no longer connected, gaping with horrorstruck eyes at my horrorstruck expression.
I stared down at the still-clenched fist, as repulsed as if I'd found a scorpion growing on the end of my arm. A gasp of revulsion choked its way out of my throat. I grabbed the right wrist with my left hand, desperate to keep Melanie from using my body for violence again.
I glanced up at Jared. He was staring at the fist I restrained, too, the horror fading, surprise taking its place. In that second, his expression was entirely defenseless. I could easily read his thoughts as they moved across his unlocked face.
This was not what he had expected. And he's had expectations; that was plain to see. This had been a test. A test he'd thought he was prepared to evaluate. But he'd been surprised.
Did that mean pass or fail?
The pain in my chest was not a surprise. I already knew that a breaking heart was more than an exaggeration.
In a flight-or-fight situation, I never had a choice; it would always be flight for me. Because Jared was between me and the darkness of the tunnel exi ~ Stephenie Meyer

You gave me two alternatives that you could live with, and I chose the one that I could live with. That's how compromise is supposed to work. ~ Stephenie Meyer

This is making me sick, Jacob. Can you imagine what this feels like to me? I don't even like Bella Swan. And you've got me grieving over this leech-lover like I'm in love with her, too. Can you see where that might be a little confusing? I dreamed about kissing her last night! What the hell am I supposed to do with that? ~ Stephenie Meyer

Sometimes when I'm writing I'll play Cole Porter, just because the rhythms and the lyrics are so perfect that it's like having a smart partner in the room. I have a huge collection of music that I listen to when I'm writing, and I also prepare a lot of music before I start directing. I put it all onto an iPod that I have with me on the set. It's helpful to the actors, because for an emotional scene, I'll play it and say, this is how it feels, to keep us in the zone. ~ Nancy Meyers

In our hearts we'll always be together ~ Stephenie Meyer

You are ... Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. -Bella ~ Stephenie Meyer

You haven't changed at all. I expected a perceptible difference, but here you are, red-faced just like always. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Even though I started playing the violin when I was four, my early chamber music experiences helped build a strong foundation for my solo work, as all music is a rich language and dialogue that is shared on stage, no matter what the size of the ensemble. ~ Anne Akiko Meyers

It's the strange world.'
'The strangest. ~ Stephenie Meyer

And the humans were brutish and ungovernable. They had killed one another so frequently that murder had been an accepted part of life. The various tortures they'd devised over the few millennia they'd lasted had been too much for me; I hadn't been able to bear even the dry official overviews. Wars had raged over the face of nearly every continent. Sanctioned murder, ordered and viciously effective. Those who lived in peaceful nations had looked the other way as members of their own species starved on their doorstep. There was no equality to the distribution of the planet's bounteous resources. Most vile yet, their offspring - the next generation, which my kind nearly worshipped for their promise - had all too often been victims of heinous crimes. And not just at the hands of strangers, but at the hands of the caretakers they were entrusted to. Even the huge sphere of the planet had been put into jeopardy through their careless and greedy mistakes. ~ Stephenie Meyer

You don't fight fair," he accused.
I grinned back at him."Never said I did. ~ Stephenie Meyer

Ian stood above me, his chest heaving with exertion and fury. For a second he turned away and put the door back in place with one swift wrench. And then he was glowering again.
I took a deep breath and rolled up onto my knees, holding my hands out, palms up, wishing that some magic would appear in them. Something I could give him, something I could say. But my hands were empty.
"You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me." His eyes blazed - burning brighter than I had ever seen them, blue fires.
"Ian," I whispered. "You have to see that... that I can't stay. You must se that."
"No!" he shouted at me.
I cringed back, and, abruptly, Ian crumpled forward, falling to his knees, falling into me. He buried his head in my stomach, and his arms locked around my waist. He was shaking, shaking hard, and loud, desperate sobs were breaking out of his chest.
"No, Ian, no," I begged. This was so much worse than his anger. "Don't, please. Please, don't."
"Wanda," he moaned.
"Ian, please. Don't feel this way. Don't. I'm so sorry. Please."
I was crying too, shaking too, though that might have been him shaking me.
"You can't leave."
"I have to, I have to," I sobbed.
And then we cried wordlessly for a long time. ~ Stephenie Meyer