Quotes About Escape

Just follow me and run like your life depends on it. Because it does.

Find our way out, Greenie. Solve the buggin' Maze and find our way out.

A knife is a godsend to the man tied in ropes, death to the man in chains.

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.

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!

His joy dribbled away, turned into a deep mourning for the twenty people who'd lost their lives. Despite the alternative, despite knowing that if they hadn't tried to escape, all of them might've died, it still hurt, even though he hadn't known them very well. Such a display of death—how could it be considered a victory?

Stay smart and run. Sounds like a sweet life.

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.

yelled, but Chuck was already off the box and running

Don't give up, Chuck. We're gonna solve this thing, get out of here. I'm a Runner now—I promise on my life I'll get you back to that room of yours. Make your mom quit crying." And Thomas meant it. He felt it burn in his heart.

in one of the quiet places she went to read some

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

Into the cargo room. Down the ramp of the hatch door, into the brightness of day. They'd barely stepped off of it when squeals pierced the air and the slab of metal began to close. Alec lifted the Berg off the ground, blue thrusters roaring. Mark was barely holding onto his mind, but he felt a sudden, unbearable sadness. He'd never see the old bear again.

The Box, shuck-face, the Box!

Thomas stood there, sorting through his options. The irony wasn't lost on him. He'd escaped WICKED only to be held at gunpoint by an average everyday city worker.

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

Find our way out, Greenie," Newt said. "Solve the buggin' Maze and find our way home.

The only way out is within.

That girl loved to read like no one else, and she was making up for the months they spent literally running for their lives, when books were few and far between. The digital kind were all long gone, as far as Mark could guess—wiped away when the computers and servers all fried. Trina read the old-school paper kind.

then reading for an hour in bed (the latest seven-inch-thick fantasy novel he'd checked out from the library),

In his mind he was always leaving, always going somewhere, always doing something else.

Nothing left but true: "You're gravity I can't escape." His sore heart labored beats in the darkness. "What am I supposed to do with that?" she said. "What you can," he said. "What you want.

basement to the coalbin exit

Sometimes we act in order not to see.