New Moon Quotes

Like everything in life, I just had to decide what to do with what I was given.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 2, pg. 35)

If he’d asked me whether I would risk my soul for Edward, the reply would be obvious. But would I risk Edward’s soul? I pursed my lips unhappily. That wasn’t a fair exchange.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 2, pg. 38)

His face was smooth, unreadable, but there was something wrong with his eyes — something he was trying very hard to hide. I felt a spasm of unease in my stomach.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 2, pg. 41)

I’d rather die than be with anyone but you.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 2, pg. 45)

He smiled my favorite crooked smile, and then he disappeared into the darkness.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 2, pg. 46)

Don’t be melodramatic, please.
-Edward Cullen (Chapter 2, pg. 45)

I was halfway asleep, maybe more, when I realized what his kiss had reminded me of: last spring, when he’d had to leave me to throw James off my trail, Edward had kissed me goodbye, not knowing when—or if—we would see each other again. This kiss had the same almost painful edge for some reason I couldn’t imagine.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 2, pg. 52)

There was something buried in his eyes that I couldn’t be sure of—and it scared me.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 3, pg. 53)

I always want you.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 3, pg. 56)

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.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 3, pg. 65)

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
-Edward Cullen (Chapter 3, pg. 70)

You’re not good for me, Bella.
-Edward Cullen (Chapter 3, pg. 70)

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.
-Edward Cullen (Chapter 3, pg. 71)

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.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 3, pg. 73)

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.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 4, pg. 93)

I don’t think I can live through seeing you try harder. I’ve never seen anyone trying so hard. It hurts to watch.
-Charlie Swan (Chapter 4, pg. 97)

The scene kept cutting between the horrified face of the heroine, and the dead, emotionless face of her pursuer, back and forth as it closed the distance. And I realized which one resembled me the most.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 4, pg 106)

t was depressing to realize that I wasn’t the heroine anymore, that my story was over.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 4, pg. 106)

In the instant that I heard his voice, everything was very clear. Like my head had suddenly surfaced out of some dark pool. I was more aware of everything—sight, sound, the feel of the cold air that I hadn’t noticed was blowing sharply against my face, the smells coming from the open bar door.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 4, pg. 111)

I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped; I was only human. But I was getting better, and so the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The trade off was the never-ending numbness. Between pain and nothing, I’d chosen nothing.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 4, pg. 113)

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.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 4, pg 116)

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 4, pg. 117)

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.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 5, pg. 125)

I wanted to be stupid and reckless, and I wanted to break promises. Why stop at one?
-Bella Swan (Chapter 5, pg. 127)

Jacob was simply a perpetually happy person, and he carried that happiness with him like an aura, sharing it with whoever was near him. Like an earthbound sun, whenever someone was within his gravitational pull, Jacob warmed them. It was natural, a part of who he was. No wonder I was so eager to see him.
-Bella Swan (chapter 6, pg 145)

Okay, but if you’re going to get picky like that, you have to average in size, too. You’re so small, I’ll have to knock ten years off your total.
-Jacob Black (chapter 6, pg. 146)

The laughter did not go deep; it was light and superficial, but still nice. I was sure he wouldn’t notice the faint hint of hysteria. I wasn’t used to laughing, and it felt right and also very wrong at the same time.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 6, pg. 148)

I remembered the first day I’d come to Forks High School—how desperately I’d wished that I could turn gray, fade into the wet concrete of the sidewalk like an over sized chameleon. It seemed I was getting that wish answered, a year late.
-Bella Swan (chapter 6, pg. 152)

Jacob was waiting for me. My chest seemed to relax as soon as I saw him, making it easier to breathe.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 7, pg. 162)

Here’s to responsibility. Twice a week.
-Jacob Black (Chapter 7, pg. 164)

Jacob, you are absolutely, without a doubt, the most talented and wonderful person I know. You get ten years for this one.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 7, pg. 168)

I threw my arms around him instinctively, wrapping them around his waist and pressing my face against his chest. He was so big, I felt like I was a child hugging a grown-up.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 7, pg. 178)

I tried to tell myself that the fear was pointless. I’d already lived through the worst thing possible. In comparison with that, why should anything frighten me now? I should be able to look death in the face and laugh.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 8, pg. 182)

Bella, I think you need stitches. I’m not going to let you bleed to death.
-Jacob Black (Chapter 8, pg. 189)

Racing down the road like that had been amazing. The feel of the wind in my face, the speed and the freedom… it reminded me of a past life, flying through the thick forest without a road, piggyback while he ran—I stopped thinking right there, letting the memory break off in the sudden agony.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 8, pg. 190)

Did you know, you’re sort of beautiful?
-Bella Swan (Chapter 8, pg. 192)

The hole came back, the way it always did when I was away from Jacob, but it didn’t throb so badly around the edges.
-Bella Swan (Chapter 8, pg. 193)

Bears don’t want to eat people. We don’t taste that good. Of course, you might be an exception. I bet you’d taste good.
-Jacob Black (Chapter 8, pg. 200)