I think she’s having hysterics. Maybe you should slap her.
Alice Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.486

To have my eyes so filled with tears that I could not see his features clearly was wasteful—insanity.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.486

As I stared at his too beautiful face, trying to understand the change, it suddenly struck me that I was really here, in Edward’s arms, however fleetingly, and that we were not—at this exact moment—about to be killed.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.488

Is it really sick for me to be happy right now?
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.488

Lucky Alice. She could trust her future.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.489

I’d rather he killed me now than move one inch from where I was.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.489

Here in his arms, it was so easy to fantasize that he wanted me. I didn’t want to think about his motivations now—about whether he acted this way to keep me calm while we were still in danger, or if he just felt guilty for where we were and relieved that he wasn’t responsible for my death. Maybe the time apart had been enough that I didn’t bore him for the moment. But it didn’t matter. I was so much happier pretending.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.490

They have a name for someone who smells the way Bella does to me. They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.
Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.490

It was heaven—right smack in the middle of hell.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.491

I’d forgotten that I had access to a toothbrush. It brightened my outlook considerably.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.492

I don’t want to sleep. If I close my eyes now, I’ll see things I don’t want to see. I’ll have nightmares.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.494

He continued to kiss my hair, my forehead, my wrists… but never my lips, and that was good. After all, how many ways can one heart be mangled and still be expected to keep beating? I’d lived through a lot that should have finished me in the last few days, but it didn’t make me feel strong. Instead, I felt horribly fragile, like one word could shatter me.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.495

You will never put me through that again.
Esme Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.496

I’m so very sorry, Bella. I feel wretched about every part of this, and so grateful that you were brave enough to go save my brother after what I did. Please say you’ll forgive me.
Rosalie Hale, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.497

It doesn’t count until she’s conscious, Rose.
Emmett Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.498