New Moon Quotes

Edward Cullen

“Well, I wasn’t going to live without you. But I wasn’t sure how to do it.”

“I’ll never put you in danger again, so it’s a moot point.”

“Don’t try to take any of this on yourself, Bella. It will only make me more disgusted with myself.”

“You’re overestimating my self-control.”

“Of course, I’ll always love you… in a way. But what happened the other night made me realize that it’s time for a change. Because I’m… tired of pretending to be something I’m not, Bella. I am not human”

“I promise that this will be the last time you’ll see me. I won’t come back. I won’t put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I’d never existed.”

“Don’t worry. You’re human—your memory is no more than a sieve. Time heals all wounds for your kind.”

“You smell just exactly the same as always. So maybe this is hell. I don’t care. I’ll take it.”

“You should probably know that I’m breaking the rules right now. Well, not technically, since he said I was never to walk through his door again, and I came in the window… But, still, the intent was clear.”

“The odds are always stacked against us. Mistake after mistake.”

“You weren’t going to let go. I could see that. I didn’t want to do it—it felt like it would kill me to do it—but I knew that if I couldn’t convince you that I didn’t love you anymore, it would just take you that much longer to get on with your life. I hoped that, if you thought I’d moved on, so would you.”

“After all the thousand times I’ve told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?”

“I could see it in your eyes, that you honestly believed that I didn’t want you anymore. The most absurd, ridiculous concept—as if there were any way that I could exist without needing you!”

“You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you that I didn’t want you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.”

“Only you could be more important than what I wanted… what I needed. What I want and need is to be with you, and I know I’ll never be strong enough to leave again. I have too many excuses to stay—thank heaven for that! It seems you can’t be safe, no matter how many miles I put between us.”

“Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars—points of light and reason… And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.”

“I cannot be without you, but I will not destroy your soul.”

“Your hold is permanent and unbreakable. Never doubt that.”

“If there was only some way to make you see that I can’t leave you. Time, I suppose, will be the way to convince you.”

“Well, I’m nearly a hundred and ten. It’s time I settled down.”

Bella Swan

“In that second, I wished that I was not the one exception to his mysterious talent; I usually felt grateful that I was the only person whose thoughts he couldn’t hear just as clearly as if they were spoken aloud. But now I wished he could hear me, too, so that he could hear the warning I was screaming in my head.”

“Even after half a year with him, I still couldn’t believe that I deserved this degree of good fortune.”

“He, for some unfathomable reason, wanted to be with me.”

“Do you think I’ll ever get better at this? That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me?”

“I’d rather die than be with anyone but you.”

“Change was coming. I could feel it. It wasn’t a pleasant prospect, not when life was perfect the way it was.”

“Maybe I just wasn’t in the mood for normal human behavior today.”

“Edward looked just as beautiful as he did in real life, staring at me out of the picture with the warm eyes I’d missed for the past few days. It was almost uncanny that anyone could look so… so… beyond description. No thousand words could equal this picture.”

“Where you are is the right place for me.”

“I don’t care! You can have my soul. I don’t want it without you—it’s yours already!”

“With shaky legs, ignoring the fact that my action was useless, I followed him into the forest. The evidence of his path had disappeared instantly. There were no footprints, the leaves were still again, but I walked forward without thinking. I could not do anything else. I had to keep moving. If I stopped looking for him, it was over. Love, life, meaning… over.”

“Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.”

“It was depressing to realize that I wasn’t the heroine anymore, that my story was over.”

“I saw no reason for fear. I couldn’t imagine anything in the world that there was left to be afraid of, not physically at least. One of the few advantages of losing everything.”

“In the instant that I heard his voice, everything was very clear.”

“Option one: I was crazy. That was the layman’s term for people who heard voices in their heads. Possible.”

“Instead of shying away from the memories, I’d walked forward and greeted them.”

“As much as I struggled not to think of him, I did not struggle to forget. I worried—late in the night, when the exhaustion of sleep deprivation broke down my defenses—that it was all slipping away. That my mind was a sieve, and I would someday not be able to remember the precise color of his eyes, the feel of his cool skin, or the texture of his voice. I could not think of them, but I must remember them. Because there was just one thing that I had to believe to be able to live—I had to know that he existed. That was all. Everything else I could endure. So long as he existed.”

“Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.”
“I wished I could feel numb again, but I couldn’t remember how I’d managed it before.”

“I wondered how long this could last. Maybe someday, years from now—if the pain would just decrease to the point where I could bear it—I would be able to look back on those few short months that would always be the best of my life.”

“As if he’d never existed? That was insanity. It was a promise that he could never keep, a promise that was broken as soon as he’d made it.”

“I wanted to be stupid and reckless, and I wanted to break promises. Why stop at one?”

“I was laughing, actually laughing, and there wasn’t even anyone watching. I felt so weightless that I laughed again, just make the feeling last longer.”

“For that brief moment, when his voice came from some other part of me than my conscious memory, when his voice was perfect and honey smooth rather than the pale echo my memories usually produced, I was able to remember without pain.”

“This didn’t feel anything like the last time someone had embraced me this way. This was friendship.”

“I tried to tell myself that the fear was pointless.”

“If I move my foot, I will fall over.”

“I was like a lost moon—my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolation—that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity.”

“I needed him too much, and I was selfish.”

“One thing I truly knew—knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest—was how love gave someone the power to break you.”

“He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.”

“More than anything, I wanted to be fierce and deadly, someone no one would dare mess with.”

“Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.”

“The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.”

“I was addicted to the sound of my delusions. It made things worse if I went too long without them.”

“I saw him, and I had no will to fight. It was so clear, so much more defined than any memory. My subconscious had stored Edward away in flawless detail, saving him for this final moment.”

“Romeo wouldn’t change his mind. That’s why people still remembered his name, always twined with hers: Romeo and Juliet. That’s why it was a good story. “Juliet gets dumped and ends up with Paris” would have never been a hit.”

“The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess, after all. So what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn’t break any spells?”

“I’d never seen anything more beautiful—even as I ran, gasping and screaming, I could appreciate that. And the last seven months meant nothing. And his words in the forest meant nothing. And it did not matter if he did not want me. I would never want anything but him, no matter how long I lived.”

“Here in his arms, it was so easy to fantasize that he wanted me. I didn’t want to think about his motivations now—about whether he acted this way to keep me calm while we were still in danger, or if he just felt guilty for where we were and relieved that he wasn’t responsible for my death. Maybe the time apart had been enough that I didn’t bore him for the moment. But it didn’t matter. I was so much happier pretending.”

“It was heaven—right smack in the middle of hell.”

“It took less than half a second for me to realize that, as long as I was truly insane now, I might as well enjoy the delusions while they were pleasant.”
“It never made sense for you to love me. I always knew that.”

“His mouth was on mine then, and I couldn’t fight him. Not because he was so many thousand times stronger than me, but because my will crumbled into dust the second our lips met.”

“What if you sincerely believed something was true, but you were dead wrong? What if you were so stubbornly sure that you were right, that you wouldn’t even consider the truth? Would the truth be silenced, or would it try to break through?”

“Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside me. His pain, my pain.”

Jacob Black:

“Speak of the devil and the devil shall appear.”

“Why are you apologizing for bleeding?”

“I would have figured you for a trail kind of girl.”

“I told him you were planning to corrupt my youthful innocence.”

“As long as you like me the best. And you think I’m good-looking—sort of. I’m prepared to be annoyingly persistent.”

“I saw that—I can see in your eyes what it does to you when I say their name.”

“Sometimes, loyalty gets in the way of what you want to do. Sometimes, it’s not your secret to tell.”

“Well, I’m so sorry that I can’t be the right kind of monster for you, Bella. I guess I’m just not as great as a bloodsucker, am I?”

“You really, honestly don’t mind that I morph into a giant dog?”

“Bella, honey, we only protect people from one thing—our one enemy. It’s the reason we exist—because they do.”

“Who’s afraid of the big, bad wolf?”

“The hardest part is feeling… out of control. Feeling like I can’t be sure of myself—like maybe you shouldn’t be around me, like maybe nobody should. Like I’m a monster who might hurt somebody.”

“Yeah, I’ll always be your friend. No matter what you love.”

“Better frightened than lied to.”