Stephenie Meyer
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Stephenie Meyer
Stephenie Meyeris an American young-adult fiction writer and film producer, best known for her vampire romance series Twilight. The Twilight novels have gained worldwide recognition and sold over 100 million copies, with translations into 37 different languages. Meyer was the bestselling author of 2008 and 2009 in America, having sold over 29 million books in 2008, and 26.5 million books in 2009. Twilight was the best-selling book of 2008 in US bookstores...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth24 December 1973
CityHartford, CT
CountryUnited States of America
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I'll meet you at the altar" "I'll be the one in white!
You are the noblest, purest creature I've ever met. The universe will be a darker place without you," he whispered.
He's like a drug for you, Bella.
Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.
But on a clear, sunny day? How would she know to flee when she couldn't see any place for danger to hide?
...humankind's limited scope of mercy was reserved for their own.
Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker
You scared me for a minute there. I thought Newton was dragging your dead body off to bury it in the woods.
I like it when pessimism goes unrewarded.
It's not what you are. It's what you do.
Bella: "Should I be afraid?" Edward: "Terrified."
I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was significant, etched in my mind.
Eight full lives,” I whispered against his jaw, my voice breaking. “Eight full lives and I never found anyone I would stay on a planet for, anyone I would follow when they left. I never found a partner. Why now? Why you? You're not of my species. How can you be my partner?” “It's a strange universe,” he murmured. “It's not fair,” I complained, echoing Sunny's words. It wasn't fair. How could I find this, find love–now, in this eleventh hour–and have to leave it? Was it fair that my soul and body couldn't reconcile? Was it fair that I had to love Melanie, too?
Storytelling was the most honored of all talents, for it benefited everyone.