Stephenie Meyer

"If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it."

"It's twilight," Edward murmured. [...] "It's the safest time of day for us," he said, answering the unspoken question in my eyes. "The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way … the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don't you think?" He smiled wistfully.

"I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars."

When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.