Bella: I have to figure out what to tell people. Why
I won't be home for christmases. Or why I haven't visited. Why they'll never see
me again.
Edward: After a few decades everyone you know will be dead. The problem's
solved.
B: Why are you so against me becoming like you?
E: I told you.
B: Be honest with me. There is more.
E: I know the consequences of the choice you're making. I've lived through it.
And to let you suffer that... You believe I have a soul. And I don't. But to
risk yours just for the sake of never having to loose you... This is the most
selfish thing I'll ever do.
