"This might sound odd, but I'm glad you're here."
"Pretty neat. As much as I'd love to kill you, I'm glad she's warm."
"If we weren't natural enemies...and you weren't trying to steal my reason for existing… I might actually like you."
"Well… If you weren't planning on sucking the life out of the girl I love, I might... No... Not even then."
Scene in the tent
"Bella, this is Seth Clearwater, Leah's brother."
"Newest, bestest, brightest..."
" And slowest."
"Dad... I'm a virgin."
"Okay, go. Virgin... Liking Edward a little bit more now."
Nice... So picking through my brain's okay, but letting me into yours, forget it.
When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up... Our answers were things like astronaut, president... Or in my case, a princess. When we were ten, they asked again. and we answered, rock star, cowboy, or in my case, a gold medalist.
But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer.
Well, how about this... ...who the hell knows? This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, this is the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere. Fall in love, a lot. Major in philosophy, because there's no way to make a career out of that.
Change your mind, and change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So, make as many mistakes as you can.
That way, someday, when they ask what we wanna be... ...we won't have to guess. We'll know.
Jessica Stanley's graduation speech.
This wasn't a choice between you and Jacob. It was between who I should be and who I am. I've always felt out of step. Like literally, stumbling through my life. I'm never felt normal. Because I'm not normal. I don't wanna be. I've had to face death... ...and loss and pain, in your world. But, I've also never felt stronger... ...more real, more my self. Because it's my world, too. It's where I belong.
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