You Really Think You Can Beat Me In Hand-to-hand Combat? ||I Do. Because My Mate Taught Me Well.

“You really think you can beat me in hand-to-hand combat?” || “I do. Because my mate taught me well.”

“I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.”

David Wenham as Faramir in Lord of The Rings

Carlisle’s voice was very soft; he stared out the big window over the sink, into the darkness. “You see, he thinks we’ve lost our souls.”

I immediately thought of Edward’s words this afternoon: unless you want to die—or whatever it is that we do. The lightbulb flicked on over my head.

“That’s the real problem, isn’t it?” I guessed. “That’s why he’s being so difficult about me.”

Carlisle spoke slowly. “I look at my…son. His strength, his goodness, the brightness that shines out of him—and it only fuels that hope, that faith, more than ever. How could there not be more for one such as Edward?”

I nodded in fervent agreement.

“But if I believed as he does…” He looked down at me with unfathomable eyes. “If you believed as he did. Could you take away his soul?“

— New Moon, Chapter 2: Stitches, p. 37

Alex Hogh Andersen - (2017)

Twilight (2008) dir. Catherine Hardwicke