Quotes from James Dashner

Forgetting about you was the worst part." At first, Thomas thought it was another message in his head; he squeezed his fists against his ears.

All right, then," the man said. "Follow me. And remember, if any of your body parts become detached due to an unfortunate encounter with a Crank, I highly advise you to leave said body part behind and run like hell. Unless it's a leg, of course.

We will survive. I promise.

That's exactly two weeks—starting the second you step through the Trans. If you don't make it, eventually you'll end up dead." The room should've

No, Newt, I don't understand," Minho said, the frustration in his voice escalating. "We risked our necks to come to this place and you're our friend and we're taking you home. You wanna whine and cry while you go crazy, that's fine. But you're gonna do it with us, not with these shuck Cranks.

We exist for one purpose and one purpose only: to save the world from catastrophe.

No sabrás nunca adónde vas hasta que no entiendas de dónde vienes.

Kill me. If you've ever been my friend, kill me. Thomas read it over and over, wishing the words would change. To think that his friend hat been so scared that he'd had the foresight to write those words made him sick to his stomach. And he remembered how angry Newt had been at Thomas specifically when they'd found him in the bowling alley. He'd just wanted to avoid the inevitable fate of becoming a Crank. And Thomas had failed him.

She grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers, now walking alongside him, hand in hand like old lovers.

No one spoke. Thomas stared out the front window in a daze. He'd shot his best friend in the head. Never mind that it was what he'd been asked to do, what Newt had wanted, what he'd pleaded for. Thomas had still pulled the trigger. He looked down, saw that his hands and legs were shaking, and he suddenly felt freezing cold. "What have I done?" he mumbled, but the others didn't say a word.

Michael literally couldn't remember the last time he had seen his parents.

You can do this, he thought. Just make it to that Hole.

I've never been this scared before, dude. Not like this.

Yo me acuerdo que recordaba -murmuró. Emitió un largo suspiro mientras se sentaba, encogía las piernas y ponía los brazos alrededor de ellas-. Sentimientos. Emociones. Como si tuviera en mi cabeza estantes con etiquetas para los recuerdos y las caras, pero vacíos. Como si todo lo anterior esto se encontrara del otro lado de una cortina blanca. También tú.

Keeps the Flare at bay because the virus thrives in your brain. Eats at it, destroys it. If there's not a lot of activity, the virus weakens.

mean, it should be impossible—sometimes you don't look very hard for things you don't believe will or can happen.

Like living nightmares, missing only a death certificate to make them official zombies.

The fact that the Gladers hadn't given up said more about these people than anything else. And now he was one of them. This is my life, he thought. Living in a giant maze, surrounded by hideous beasts. Sadness filled him like a heavy poison.

Okay, listen to me," the old man said, his voice muffled behind his own swath of fabric. "We need to set some things straight before we get up there. We can't let our emotions rule everything. No matter what we see, our number one priority has to be saving as many people as possible.

Teresa didn't stop. "Keep talking like that and you'll be next." Newt turned back to face them, but his face showed anything but fear.

were no windows. A large round handle resembling a

Tonight, they'd fight. Tonight, they'd make their stand, once and for all.

WORLD IN CATASTROPHE: KILLZONE EXPERIMENT DEPARTMENT

Thomas was baffled by this girl—first the connection he'd felt to her from the very beginning, then the mind-speaking, now this. "Everything about you is weird. You know that, right?" "Judging by your little hiding spot, I'd say you're not so normal yourself. Like living in the woods, do ya?