This novel hasn't really inspired me, but it is my guilty pleasure. My guilty pleasure are the Twilight Saga novels. One of the conversations I like is between Edward and Bella
"Isabella Marie Swan," he whispered, the strangest expression crossing his face. He almost looked mad. "Do you believe that I asked the Volturi to kill me because I felt guilty?"
I could feel the blank incomprehension on my face, "Didn't you?
"Feel guilty? Intensely so. More than you can comprehend."
"Then. . . what are you saying? I don't understand."
"Bella I went to the Volturi because I though you were dead," he said, voice soft, eyes fierce. "Even if I'd had no hand in your death"-he shuddered as he whispered the last word-"even if it wasn't my fault, I would have gone to Italy. Obviously, I should have been more careful- I should have spoken to Alice directly, rather than accepting it secondhand from Rosalie. But, really, what was I supposed to think when the boy said Charlie was at the funeral? What are the odds?
"The odds. . .," he muttered then, distracted. His voice was so low I wasn't sure I heard it right. "The odds are always stacked against us. Mistake after mistake. I'll never criticize Romeo again."
"But I still don't understand," I said. "That's my whole point. So what?"
"Excuse me?"
"So what if I was dead?"
He stared at me dubiously for a long moment before answering."Don't you remember anything I told you before?"
The dialogue continues but I like this because it shows truly how Bella feels and how she is starting to become her own person and not entirely dependent on Edward
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