What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn’t be trusted?
You are the shuckiest shuck faced shuck in the world!
Shouldn’t someone give a pep talk or something?” Minho asked, pulling Thomas’s attention away from Alby.”Go ahead,” Newt replied.Minho nodded and faced the crowd. “Be careful,” he said dryly. “Don’t die.
Awww,” Minho said. “That’s almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face.
What’s going on?” Newt asked, looking back and forth between Thomas and Aris. “Why’re you guys looking at each other like you just fell in love?
I can still kick your pony-lovin’ butt with twice this much pain.”Thomas shrugged, “I do love ponies. Wish I could eat one right now.
Shuck it,” Minho responded. “I’m tougher than nails. I could still kick your pony-lovin’ butt with twice this pain.” Thomas shrugged. “I do love ponies. Wish I could eat one right now.
Rose took my nose, I suppose,” he repeated; the bubble of phlegm in his throat made a disgusting crackle. “And it really blows.
Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed?Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you’re not trying to kill us anymore…
Just go with it’, he thought. ‘You won’t figure out anything if you give in to fear’.
Oh, I’m good. Seriously, after all these years, you’d think I would stop amazing myself. But here I am, still doing it.
They called you the Glue””The Glue?””Yeah. Probably because you’re kind of the glue that holds us all together
I don’t give a crap if you’re a Tangent or a really smart llama. You’re my friend and that’s all that matters
Yeah, you’re a regular Mozart…well, except for the whole music thing.
Her short blond hair shifted in the wind, and she appeared the very definition of peace and comfort. Like she belonged in the world that had existed before everything was scorched.
It’s your incalculable ability to trust others that has always touched me. And I’m sorry to have taken advantage of it so many times” – Dr. Paige
He finally pulled it all back into his heart, sucking in the painful tide of his misery.
I should rip your eyes out,” Newt said, spraying Thomas with spit. “Teach you a lesson in stupidity.Why’d you come over here? You expected a bloody hug? Huh? A nice sit-down to talk about the goodtimes in the Glade?
He’s not learning. He’s not experiencing. He’s remembering.He walks to the next screen, hungry to be himself again.
i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn’t need to run to the mirror to know they were gone
Find our way out, Greenie. Solve the buggin’ Maze and find our way out.
Didn’t know you could measure distance so well with nothing but you bloody eyeballs
He didn’t have a single clue what was going on with these two strangers, but every instinct told him Master George equaled good, Mistress Jane equaled bald- he blinked-uh, bad.
We can’t play God.We can’t do this to kids.You’re evil, I’m evil.Everyone will die.No matter what.Let nature win.
I only have two fingers left.I wrote the lies of my farewell with two fingers.That is the truth.We are evil.They are kids.We are evil.
Thomas had lived in fear and terror the past few weeks, but this was almost too much. To feel safe only to have that snatched away again.
Your demons are always with you,” Skale answered. His voice seemed even raspier than the day before. “Don’t you understand that by now? Always with you, impossible to escape. But you never can guess how they might manifest themselves.
He let out a short laugh. “You sound like Sherlock Holmes. You gonna pull out a magnifying glass? A pipe, maybe?
I’m so sorry,” he whispered to her, knowing she couldn’t hear. I’m so sorry.” Her mouth moved, working to speak, and he leaned in to make out what she was trying to say. “Me … too,” she whispered. “I only ever … cared for…
Thats called hypocrisy, you shuck face piece of -!
Newt shook his head, his face a mixture of anger and awe. “What you did was half brave and half bloody stupid. Seems like you’re pretty good at that.
Absolutely nothing. That’s what I’m going to do for two weeks. Not think. If I start to think, I’m going to think really hard about not thinking until I quit thinking.
Oh, man,” he mumbled with a full mouth. “At least the food is good.
I hated the place, Tommy. I hated every second of every day. And it was all … your … fault!
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.
They hugged, tight and warm and full of the promise he’d made upon waking up.
Minho snickered and leaned back in his chair. “Man, you are one butt-load of sunshine, let me tell you.
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.
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.
He turned to look just in time to see the rain start falling out as if the storm had finally decided to weep with shame for what it had done to them.
I’m crazy, boy. I’m a madman. I could eat both of you for dinner and love every bite.
Thomas remembered the image of the Cranks at the windows back at the dorm. Like living nightmares, missing only a death certificate to make them official zombies.
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.
He forced himself forward trying to seem innocent without acting like someone who was guilty who was trying to act innocent.
Thomas was sick of being accused of knowing things.