Edward Cullen QUOTES page four

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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I may not be a human, but I am a man.


Your hair looks like a haystack… but I like it.


You’re not usually this confused in the morning.


You are my life now.


What would you say to meeting my family?


Are you going to tell Charlie I’m your boyfriend or not?


You are utterly indecent — no one should look so tempting, it’s not fair.


You are so absurd.


Shall I explain how you are tempting me?


What am I going to do with you? Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!


And you’re worried, not because you’re headed to meet a houseful of vampires, but because you think those vampires won’t approve of you, correct?


You inspired this one.


They like you, you know.


Actually, Esme wouldn’t care if you had a third eye and webbed feet. All this time she’s been worried about me, afraid that there was something missing from my essential makeup, that I was too young when Carlisle changed me… She’s ecstatic. Every time I touch you, she just about chokes with satisfaction.


Alice has her own way of looking at things.


Finally, a rational response! I was beginning to think you had no sense of self-preservation at all.


No coffins, no piled skulls in the corners; I don’t even think we have cobwebs… what a disappointment this must be for you.


It’s the one place we never have to hide.



People swim the Channel all the time, Bella.


I know that at some point, something I tell you or something you see is going to be too much. And then you’ll run away from me, screaming as you go. I won’t stop you. I want this to happen, because I want you to be safe. And yet, I want to be with you. The two desires are impossible to reconcile…


I can’t adequately describe the struggle; it took Carlisle two centuries of torturous effort to perfect his self-control. Now he is all but immune to the scent of human blood, and he is able to do the work he loves without agony. He finds a great deal of peace there, at the hospital…


Because I knew the thoughts of my prey, I could pass over the innocent and pursue only the evil. If I followed a murderer down a dark alley where he stalked a young girl — if I saved her, then surely I wasn’t so terrible.


I was prepared to feel… relieved. Having you know about everything, not needing to keep secrets from you. But I didn’t expect to feel more than that. I like it. It makes me… happy.


You really shouldn’t have said that.


We have to wait for thunder to play ball — you’ll see why.


I could walk home faster than this truck moves.


You smell so good in the rain.


It seems I’m going to have to tamper with your memory.


Bella, you don’t really think I would hit a tree, do you?


Damn it, Bella! You’ll be the death of me, I swear you will.


Now let’s get out of here before I do something really stupid.


Don’t forget to close your eyes.


I’m never angry with you — how could I be? Brave, trusting… warm as you are.


I infuriate myself. The way I can’t seem to keep from putting you in danger. My very existence puts you at risk. Sometimes I truly hate myself.



I love you. It’s a poor excuse for what I’m doing, but it’s still true.


Bella was being unintentionally funny.


Yes, stay very still, keep quiet, and don’t move from my side, please.


I’m sorry, Bella. It was stupid, irresponsible, to expose you like this. I’m so sorry.


We have to get you away from here — far away — now.


I saw his mind. Tracking is his passion, his obsession — and he wants her, Alice — her, specifically. He begins the hunt tonight


You didn’t see — you don’t understand. Once he commits to a hunt, he’s unshakable. We’d have to kill him.


Bella, please just do this my way, just this once.


Shut up, Emmett.


If you let anything happen to yourself— anything at all — I’m holding you personally responsible. Do you understand that?


Don’t worry. He’ll forgive you.


If you didn’t smell so appallingly luscious, he might not have bothered. But when I defended you… well, that made it a lot worse. He’s not used to being thwarted, no matter how insignificant the object. He thinks of himself as a hunter and nothing else. His existence is consumed with tracking, and a challenge is all he asks of life. Suddenly we’ve presented him with a beautiful challenge — a large clan of strong fighters all bent on protecting the one vulnerable element. You wouldn’t believe how euphoric he is now. It’s his favorite game, and we’ve just made it his most exciting game ever.


I don’t think I have any choice but to kill him now. Carlisle won’t like it.


Bella, don’t you dare waste time worrying about me. Your only concern is keeping yourself safe and — please, please — trying not to be reckless.


As soon as Bella is clear, we hunt him.


I told you not to worry about anything but yourself.


It’s like you’ve taken half my self away with you.


I will make you safe first.


Could you believe that, despite everything I’ve put you through, I love you, too?


You can sleep, sweetheart, I’ll carry you.


I was almost too late. I could have been too late.

You fell down two flights of stairs and through a window. You have to admit, it could happen.

They gave you a few transfusions. I didn’t like it — it made you smell all wrong for a while.

It was impossible… to stop. Impossible. But I did. I must love you.
You should have waited for me, you should have told me.

Oh, a sadistic vampire, intent on torturing her to death, sure, no problem, she runs off to meet him. An IV, on the other hand…

Alice had a little bit too much fun fabricating evidence.

I would stay in Forks, Bella. Or somewhere like it. Someplace where I couldn’t hurt you anymore.

Now relax before I call the nurse back to sedate you.

I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be right here as long as you need me.

I don’t seem to be strong enough to stay away from you, so I suppose that you’ll get your way… whether it kills you or not.

I’ve had almost ninety years to think about this, and I’m still not sure.

It’s possible to take bravery to the point where it becomes insanity.

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.

I’m hardly a lottery prize.

Bella, we’re not having this discussion anymore. I refuse to damn you to an eternity of night and that’s the end of it.

You need rest. All this arguing isn’t good for you.

I told you I’m not going anywhere. Don’t be afraid. As long as it makes you happy, I’ll be here.

That’s the beautiful thing about being human. Things change.

Don’t worry about that now, Bella. You can argue with me when you wake up.

I’m sorry if there’s been some kind of miscommunication, but Bella is unavailable tonight. To be perfectly honest, she’ll be unavailable every night, as far as anyone besides myself is concerned. No offense. And I’m sorry about your evening.

Don’t be difficult, Bella.

When someone wants to kill you, you’re brave as a lion — and then when someone mentions dancing…

Bella, I won’t let anything hurt you — not even yourself. I won’t let go of you once, I promise.

He called you pretty. That’s practically an insult, the way you look right now. You’re much more than beautiful.

Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

I don’t want my presence to take anything away from you, if I can help it. I want you to be human. I want your life to continue as it would have if I’d died in nineteen-eighteen like I should have.

You thought that would be a black tie occasion, did you?

I’d rather treat it like a joke, though, than believe you’re serious.

So ready for this to be the end, for this to be the twilight of your life, though your life has barely started. You’re ready to give up everything.

I’m not worth it.

You can’t really believe that I would give in so easily.

Is that what you dream about? Being a monster?

I will stay with you — isn’t that enough?

Yes, it is enough. Enough for forever.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Epilogue, p.498

So, as discussed, I am not allowed to wish you a happy birthday, is that correct?

Be good, please.

Your wish, my command.

You know, I’ve never had much patience with Romeo.

Mistake after mistake. Could he have destroyed his own happiness any more thoroughly?

Last spring, when you were… nearly killed… Of course I was trying to focus on finding you alive, but part of my mind was making contingency plans. Like I said, it’s not as easy for me as it is for a human.

Well, I wasn’t going to live without you. But I wasn’t sure how to do it—I knew Emmett and Jasper would never help… so I was thinking maybe I would go to Italy and do something to provoke the Volturi.

Anyway, you don’t irritate the Volturi. Not unless you want to die—or whatever it is we do.


High school. Or was purgatory the right word?

I’d seen the new face repeated in thought after thought from every angle. Just an ordinary human girl. The excitement over her arrival was tiresomely predictable – like flashing a shiny object at a child. Half the sheep-like males were already imagining themselves in love with her, just because she was something new to look at.
Edward Cullen, Midnight Sun, Chapter 1, p.2

It was just the same as having my name called aloud. I was glad my given name had fallen out of style lately – it had been annoying; anytime anyone thought of any Edward, my head would turn automatically…

Alice and I were good at these private conversations. It was rare that anyone caught us.

Was it really necessary to experiment like this? Wouldn’t the safer path be to just admit that he might never be able to handle the thirst the way the rest of us could, and not push his limits? Why flirt with disaster?

But humans rarely walked too close. Their instincts told them what their conscious minds would never understand: we were dangerous.

We had to stick together, Alice and I. It wasn’t easy, hearing voices or seeing visions of the future. Both freaks among those who were already freaks. We protected each other’s secrets.

Though Rosalie and Emmett were more flagrant about their relationship, it was Alice and Jasper who knew each other’s every mood as well as their own. As if they could read minds, too – only just each other’s.

It used to be nearly impossible to escape her constant, ridiculous daydreams. I’d wished, at the time, that I could explain to her exactly what would have happened if my lips, and the teeth behind them, had gotten anywhere near her. That would have silenced those annoying fantasies.

I tried to block the inane chatter out of my head before the petty and the trivial could drive me mad.

Rather unimaginative, actually. Just the barest hint of scandal. Not an ounce of horror. I’m a little disappointed.

I acted as a lookout, for lack of a better word, for my family. To protect us. If anyone ever grew suspicious, I could give us early warning and an easy retreat. It happened occasionally – some human with an active imagination would see us in the characters of a book or a movie. Usually they got it wrong, but it was better to move on somewhere new than to risk scrutiny. Very, very rarely someone would guess right. We didn’t give them a chance to test their hypothesis. We simply disappeared, to become no more than a frightening memory…

Jessica and her classmates had no idea how lucky they were that none of them particularly appealed to me.

Perhaps it was just some long buried protective instinct – the strong for the weak. This girl looked more fragile than her new classmates.

I didn’t want to fail at this – it irritated me. And I didn’t want to develop any interest in her hidden thoughts simply because they were hidden from me. No doubt, when I did decipher her thoughts – and I would find a way to do so – they would be just as petty and trivial as any human’s thoughts. Not worth the effort I would expend to reach them.


So, is the new one afraid of us yet?

The humans weren’t smart enough to know that they feared me, but their survival instincts were enough to keep them away.


Her scent hit me like a wrecking ball, like a battering ram. There was no image violent enough to encapsulate the force of what happened to me in that moment. In that instant, I was nothing close to the human I’d once been; no trace of the shreds of humanity I’d managed to cloak myself in remained. I was a predator. She was my prey. There was nothing else in the whole world but that truth.

I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.

Her glance met mine, and I saw myself reflected in the wide mirror of her eyes. The shock of the face I saw there saved her life for a few thorny moments.

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

Bella, the last real birthday any of us had was Emmett in 1935. Cut us a little slack, and don’t be too difficult tonight. They’re all very excited.
 

 

 

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