Kristen Stewart Monologues
Isabella Swan Monologues
I'd never given much though to how I would die. But dying in place of someone I love, seems like a good way to go. I can't bring myself to regret the decisions that brought me face to face with death. They also brought me to Edward.
You're impossibly fast. And strong. Your skin is… pale white, and ice cold. Your eyes change color… and sometimes you speak like - like you're from a different time. You never eat or drink anything; you don't go into the sunlight.
Thanks. You know your mood swings are kinda giving me whiplash.
What does that mean?
Okay well let's say for argument sake that I'm not smart, would you tell me the truth?
About three things I was absolutely positive: First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn't know how dominant that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
I'd rather die than to stay away from you.
Death is peaceful - easy. Life is harder.
Well, Phil's a minor league baseball player, and uh, he travels a lot, and my mom s-stayed home with me, but I knew it made her unhappy, so I figured I'd stay with my dad for a while.
No one will surrender tonight, but I won't give in. I know what I want.
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn't know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
can't bring myself to regret the decisions that brought me to Forks. They also brought me to Edward.
Are you? No! No! How? I don't even know what you're saying. What are you talking about? You just want me to go away? No! I can't! I can't just leave you.
I've never given much thought to how I would die. But dying in the place of someone I love seems like a good way to go. So, I can't bring my self to regret the decisions to leave home. I would miss Phoenix, I would miss the heat... I would miss my loving, erratic, hare-brained mother, and her new husband.
But they want to go on the road. So, I'm gonna spend some time with my dad... and this will be a good thing... I think.
I'd never given much thought to how I would die… But dying in the place of someone I love seems like a good way to go.
Lydia Howland Monologues
"Night flight to San Francisco chase the moon across America. God, it's been years since I was on a plane. When we hit 35,000 feet, we'll have reached the tropopause, the great elt of calm air. As close to the ozone as I'll get, I - I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was... frightening."
"But I saw something only I could see because of my astonishing ability to see such things. Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who's perished from famine, from war, from the plague... And they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling, spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles and formed a web, a great net of souls. And the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules of the stuff of ozone and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired. Because nothing is lost forever. In this world, there a kind of painful progress. A longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead. At least I think that's so."
Hey. Did you like that. What I jest read, did you like it?
And what… What was it about?
Yeah, it was about love.
You can't use your situation to just get me to do everything you want me to do.
Because that's not fair.