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You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions were geared toward those kinds of killers -- the monsters, the enemies. When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?
~~Bella Swan, Breaking Dawn, Book One Preface, p.1

I opened my eyes and found his open, too, staring at my face. It made no sense when he looked at me that way. Like I was the prize rather than the outrageously lucky winner.
~~Bella Swan, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 2, p.24

The moment Bella's heart stops beating, I will be begging for you to kill me.
~~~~Edward Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 9, p.183