Quotes About Hope

Tomorrow, his training would begin. Tomorrow, he could start helping them find that missing something. Right then Thomas made a decision. Forget all the weird stuff. Forget all the bad things. Forget it all. He wouldn't quit until he'd solved the puzzle and found a way home.

James Dashner

There's always hope. Always. You just never know what life—or death—might bring. I think we've all seen that the world is a little more complicated than we ever could have imagined.

Thomas felt his spirits lift, but immediately squashed them back down. Getting his hopes up was something he'd sworn never to do again. Not until all this was over.

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

We will survive. I promise.

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

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

you don't look very hard for things you don't believe will or can happen.

Welcome to the Glade.

All he could do was focus on the next rung of the ladder: Trina. He had to find Trina. If for no other reason than so he could die with her.

Todos saben en lo que se están metiendo —Teresa le cogió de la mano—. ¿Recuerdas? No hay nada que perder. Thomas se acordó, pero, por algún motivo, las palabras de Teresa cayeron en saco roto, no le dieron esperanzas. —No hay nada que perder —repitió el chico.

Y, aun así, no habían encontrado una salida. Y, a pesar de eso, a pesar de la completa falta de esperanza en aquella situación, seguían sin rendirse.

parecía un frío talismán que no sólo le decía que aquel futuro optimista nunca iba a suceder, sino que la vida nunca había sido de aquel modo.

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.

He didn't know how he'd make it through the next five minutes. Or the next hour. How could he possibly go through an entire day? Then sleep and start the whole thing all over again? Despair sucked at him, an empty, yawning void that threatened to pull him down into an awful abyss. A panic-laced craziness struck him. Suffusing it all, the pain.

His friends subjected to cruel trials that might never mean a thing.

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

It's gonna be a buggin' long time before the world can ever get back to normal. Even if it can—we'll never see it.

Maybe you'll forgive me someday." Thomas almost hated her for sounding so reasonable.

I'm trying to forget just as much as you probably are. Look, I'm not stupid. I know that we can never be the same. But I still wouldn't change anything. It was the plan and it worked. You're not dead and that's worth it to me. Maybe you'll forgive me someday.

We're doing the right thing, Thomas. See you on the other side.

We will find the cure, ma'am. I give you my word.

Forget all the weird stuff. Forget all the bad things. Forget it all.