Quotes About Danger

Adventure and excitement are the two things missing from civilization. Danger keeps you on your toes. You'll never feel as alive as when death is over your shoulder.

Every single time it was grand. I loved the moment when you announce the stickup and everything suddenly goes brighter and sharper and the world seems to spin faster. You show them the gun and say hand it over and there's no telling what's going to happen in the next tick of the clock.

Take out all but one bullet and it was Russian Roulette. In Mexican Roulette, as he'd heard it defined, you took out only one. In Drunk Mexican Roulette you didn't take out any.

Build a man a fire and you warm him for a night. Set a man on fire and you warm him for the rest of his life.

Dude, you tried to slice my you-know-what's off!" Thomas laughed, something that he hadn't done in a long time. He welcomed it happily. "Too bad I didn't. Could've saved the world from future little Minhos.

You'd think the little part about them supposedly killing us would be the attention getter.

What was that shuck thing?" -Minho "Magic goop that eat's people's heads, that's what it bloody was." -Newt

You have a knack for trying to get yourself killed!

Did a bloody Griever come out and ask for a snog?

if any of your body parts become detached due to an unfortunate encounter with a crank, I highly advise you leave said body part behind and run like hell. Unless it's a leg, of course.

Nothing like a good friend to toss you down a flight of stairs.

There's more of them up there!" Thomas screamed in his ear from behind. "You have to stop! They'll kill you! They'll kill all of us!

I'd go with you," the boy said in a far too jovial voice, "but I don't wanna die a gruseome death.

You're Subject A-two," Newt answered. Then he lowered his eyes "And?" Thomas pushed. Newt hesitated, then answered without looking at him. "It doesn't call you anything. It just says . . . 'To be killed by Group B.

Must lead to where the … ya know … Grievers live," he said when finished. "The Griever Hole," Thomas added.

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.

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

Be careful," he said dryly. "Don't die.

They're here to get you," Mom says through a sob. "My sweet, the love of my life, they're here to get you.

Dude, you tried to slice my you-know-whats off!" Thomas laughed, something he hadn't done in a long time. He welcomed it happily. "Too bad I didn't. Could've saved the world from future little Minhos.

He'd escaped WICKED only to be held at gunpoint by an average everyday

Thomas let out a slight laugh. "The Maze. The Grievers. WICKED. You name it.

So where is it?" Newt asked, leaning forward in his chair. "Over the Cliff," Thomas answered. "We have to go through the Griever Hole.

Watch out for the ugly man with no ears.