His Gift Is Slower Than

I Almost Took The Door Off The Car

He’s Playing Every Bit As Hard As I Am, Only He Knows What He’s Doing And I Don’t. Don’t Blame Me Because He’s A Better Manipulator Than I Am — I Haven’t Been Around Long Enough To Learn All His Tricks.

I Was Consumed By The Mystery Edward Presented. And More Than A Little Obsessed By Edward Himself. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. I Wasn't As Eager To Escape Forks As I Should Be, As Any Normal, Sane Person Would Be.

Thats The Beautiful Thing About Being Human: Things Change.

But If You Ever Bring Her Back Damaged Again - And I Don't Care Whose Fault It Is; I Don't Care If She Merely Trips, Or If A Meteor Falls Out Of The Sky And Hits Her In The Head - If You Return Her To Me In Less Than The Perfect Condition That I Left Her In, You Will Be Running With Three Legs. Do You Understand That, Mongrel?