That was me. Me in a mirror. Me – ancient, creased, and withered.
Edward stood beside me… excruciatingly lovely and forever seventeen. (1.19-20)
[Edward to Bella:] "You humans have it so easy! All you have to do is throw down one tiny vial of plant extracts… I’m not even sure how many ways Carlisle tried to kill himself… after he realized what he had become…" (1.130)
[Edward to Bella:] "…you don’t irritate the Volturi," Edward went on,…"Not unless you want to do die – or whatever is it we do." (1.143)