Edward was still apologizing, and I didn’t think that was either fair or appropriate. After all, Edward hadn’t tried to rip Jacob’s head off – Jacob, who wouldn’t even phase to protect himself – and then accidentally broken Seth’s shoulder and collarbone when he jumped in between. Edward hadn’t almost killed his best friend.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.452

Bella, love, no one is judging you. You’re doing so well.
Edward Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.453

I tried to erase the anger from my system entirely, but it was hard, knowing that Jacob was outside with Renesmee right now. Keeping her safe from me, the crazed newborn.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.453

I mean, at least you didn’t bite me or anything. That would’ve sucked.
Seth Clearwater, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.453

Lucky thing Ness – Renesmee’s not venomous. ‘Cause she bites Jake all the time.
Seth Clearwater, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.454

I wish treating humans were this instantaneously gratifying.
Carlisle Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.454

It rankled to realize over and over again how much I owed Jacob when I just wanted to be mad at him.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.456

Jacob, I thought, despite myself. Though that yearning was both vanished and defined – and I was vastly relieved that it was – he was still my friend. Someone who knew the real me and accepted her. Even has a monster.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.459

I remembered further back, to the fuzzy, weak memories of my human life. Back to the very hardest part to remember – the time without Edward, a time so dark I’d tried to bury it in my head. I couldn’t get the words exactly right; I only remembered wishing that Jacob were my brother so that we could love each other without any confusion or pain. Family. But I’d never factored a daughter into the equation.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.459

There was still enough petty ire in my system to make me glad, not for his pain, but for the idea of having Renesmee away from him. How was I supposed to deal with having her belong to Jacob when she only barely seemed to belong to me?
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.459

I felt irritated again, like Jacob was stealing my lines – and delivering them all wrong.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.462

Thirstiness was way down the list right now. Besides, Renesmee smelled good in a very non-food way.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.462

Renesmee smiled her brilliant smile, and her memory eyes did not leave Jacob through all the following mess. I tasted a new flavor to the memory – not exactly protective, more possessive – as she watched Jacob. I got the distinct impression that she was glad Seth had put himself in front of my spring. She didn’t want Jacob hurt. He was hers.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.463

It’s just because he tastes better than the rest of us.
Edward Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.463

I can’t understand. I can’t bear this.
Jasper Hale, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.464

For a tiny space, I was disappointed. What? No magic visions, no formidable offensive abilities like, oh, shooting lightning bolts from my eyes or something? Nothing helpful or cool at all?
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.466

I was pleased by how often my face – both of my faces, hideous human and glorious immortal – cropped up in her unconscious thoughts. More than Edward or Rosalie. I was neck and neck with Jacob; I tried not to let that get to me. For the first time, I understood how Edward had been able to watch me sleep night after boring night, just to hear me talk in my sleep. I could watch Renesmee dream forever.
Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 23, p.469