Twilight / Life and Death (The Twilight Saga)

by Stephenie Meyer

Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Like, maybe what I saw as green was what everyone else saw as red. Maybe I smelled vinegar when they smelled coconut.

“In that case… I hope you enjoy disappointment.”

Either way, she was fantasy and I was the very most mundane kind of reality.

“I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.”

“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb,”

“What a stupid lamb.” She sighed. “What a sick, masochistic lion.”