Edward: And so the lion fell in amor with the lamb. Bella: What a stupid lamb. Edward: What a sick, masochistic lion.
Edward: As you were sleeping, you said my name. You spoke so clearly, at first I thought you'd woken. But you rolled over restlessly and mumbled my name once more, and sighed. The feeling that coursed through me then was unnerving, staggering. And I knew I couldn't ignore you any longer.
Edward: If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it.
Alice: It's been almost a century that Edward's been alone....