Quotes from James Dashner

One day the whole world—every town and city—will be like it was in North Carolina. And then everyone will be dead.

His friend's response was almost instant; Bryson spent even more time than Michael online or in the Coffin—and typed like a secretary filled with three cups of coffee.

Sorry I'm so brilliant," Michael said. " 'Tis a burden I must bear.

I promised I'd save him, take him home! I promised him!

I smell like armpits.

When you get back to the future and everything is hunky-dory and the Cataclysm is nothing but a nice Remnant, I have a feeling you two are going to get married. - Riq

No te sientas mal por llorar.Nunca.

It had been so close that day. If he'd known all that would come after, would he still have fought so hard to survive?

A veces uno no presta mucha atención a aquello que no cree que pueda suceder

a heavy mass of blah.

The low bump-bump-bump suddenly seemed to come from everywhere at once, the echoes bouncing back and forth between the alley walls.

You must be talking about my new friend. The woman named Tilda. - Olympias

When they didn't answer, he couldn't help but take a peek. They were whispering to each other, stealing kisses between words. Something like burning oil filled his stomach.

Good that. And the cure for the Flare's gonna fly out of your butt any second.

Almost everyone he saw looked uneasy. They all seemed to be avoiding each other—and not just to be polite. They seemed to take obvious measures to stay clear of anyone else. Just like back at the mall, many of them wore masks or held rags that covered their mouth and nose as they walked.

They made it halfway before order collapsed. All of the house occupants seemed to scream at once, and their bodies swarmed in, pressing against Mark and his friends. Mark lost hold of Deedee's hand and saw her disappear into the crowd, her sweet little cry like that of an angel among demons.

Someone should go take a look. See what's in it. He said it, but he really didn't want to be the one to do it. Let's go together, she said easily. She surprised him with her courage. Sometimes you have the worst ideas, he responded. He'd tried to make it feel sarcastic, but he knew the truth of it far more than he wanted to admit to himself. He was terrified.

His friend threw another couple of punches for good measure, then stood up, giving his guy one last kick. "I'm done. We can go.

save what little resources we have, to be able to feed those people they deemed worthy to live. But who are they to decide who's worthy?" He paused for a moment before he continued. "Well, ladies and gentlemen, it seems that we are not worthy. They sent us here to do their dirty work and now they've decided to cut us off. Who are they, I ask all of you!

We can do it," she said in a quiet voice. Hearing her say that only made him worry more. "Holy crap, I'm scared." "Holy crap, you're human. You should be scared.

You cried?" he heard Chuck say through the window. "Then?" "Yeah. When the last one finally fell over the Cliff, I broke down and sobbed till my throat and chest hurt." Thomas remembered all too well. "Everything crushed in on me at once. Sure made me feel better—don't feel bad about crying. Ever." "Kinda does make ya feel better, huh? Weird how that works.

Why on earth would we spend our entire effort - sacrificing lives and time and immense amounts of money - to run an organization that wants the world to end? What would be the point? If we want to rule humanity, don't you think we'd want there to be a place for them to live? It's insane to think we want the Cataclysm to happen. It's outrageous and most definitely not intelligent. - Tilda

Ok then, Break your promise and I'll never forgive you.

it occurred to him that maybe the world wasn't so bad after all... gradually details he hadn't noticed began to come into focus... Almost everyone looked uneasy. They all seemed to be avoiding each other-and not just to be polite. They seemed to take serious measures to stay clear of everyone else.