Jacob was a gift from the gods.

“Bella: Chi ama ha il potere di distruggere. E io ero stata distrutta, sbriciola…”

“I think… and if you ever repeat what I’m saying right now I will cheerfully bea…”

“We've had this conversation before, but humor me. How many people in this room …”

“Be happy that after living so many lives, I finally found something to die for”