Quotes About Trust

That's just my way of saying I would've killed you if you'd died.

He flat out needed Chuck, like a kid with a security blanket.

And hating himself for caring after everything she'd done to him.

Thomas kept his focus on Gally. He saw a sadness in the boy's eyes that made his heart break. And he also saw something he'd never seen there before: trust. Genuine trust.

Where are we going?" Thomas asked, still feeling the weight of seeing those walls close, thinking about the maze, the confusion, the fear. He hold himself to stop or he'd drive himself crazy. Trying to grasp a sense of normalcy, he made a weak attempt at a joke. "If you're looking for a goodnight kiss, forget it.

What if he saved them? he thought. What if I saved my friends?

He didn't know which was worse: that Newt seemed to be slipping already or that Minho—the one who should have been able to control himself—was acting like such a slinthead.

The boy's bravery solidified something in Thomas's heart. He loved the kid. He loved him as if they had the same mum.

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

Teresa handed Thomas a really long knife, almost a sword. He couldn't imagine where she'd been hiding these things, but she now held a short dagger in addition to her spear.

THOMAS, YOU'RE THE REAL LEADER

Even more reason to do what the note says," Thomas said. Brenda's face showed doubt. "I really think we should

They hugged, tight and warm and full of the promise he'd made upon waking up.

Murió para salvarte, dijo Teresa. Fue su elección. No la desperdicies.

I was the last one to come through. Did everyone make it?" "We were lining up and counting off nice and easy till you came stumbling through like a doped-up bull," Minho responded.

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.

All of them, you slinthead shuck-faced piece of klunk." Minho smiled.

If you ain't scared," Alby said, "you ain't human. Act any different and I'd throw you off the Cliff because it'd mean you're a psycho.

Fine," he said after a long stare down with his leader. "But if they do jump you and slit your throat, we'll get along just fine without ya." "Thanks for the kind words, hermano.

I swear, Chuck," he whispered to no one. "I swear I'll get you back home.

We can't try to outguess them anymore. Sometimes they do things just to make me do the opposite of what they think I think they think I want to do." "Huh?" the three of them asked at the same time, confusion transforming their faces.

Thomas knew he had to be careful. It was strange that she only agreed with him about WICKED now that she'd gotten her memories back.

We will survive. I promise.

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.