She was completely alone in the world. There was no one at all for her. No one in the world who cared whether she lived or died. Sometimes the horror of that thought threatened to overwhelm her and plunge her down into a bottomless darkness from which there would be no return. If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?

It's alright to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.

Will: I've never seen anyone get so excited over books before. You'd think they were diamonds.Tessa: Well, they are, aren't they? Isn't there anything you love like that?

Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate.

Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers - lovely, but dead.

It is as great a thing to love as it is to be loved. Love is not something that can be wasted.

It was so odd what brought out tenderness in people. It was never what you have expected.

Whatever you are physically, male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy - all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. YOU are the flame. That's what I believe.

Tessa: Are all vampires like that? Cold like that?Charlotte: Many of them have been alive a long time. They don't see things the way we do.