That often happens to me with Stephenie Meyer's books - not bashing the author, just stating a fact! - For example, with "The Host" I was wishing she could just get to the point already! I think that the book could've been about 100 pages shorter if she'd done that (and I a happy camper!)The question nagging at me lately...
I love dialogue, thoughts, but descriptions about places, things, endless conversations about nothing particular - I could care less about.
Sometimes, it seems like just a filler - a way to get the word count up and I wish they'd just keep it out.
To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down.