623 Quotes by James Dashner

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

He shot me.” It just came out, a new number one on the list of the dumbest things he’d ever said.

Little booooooy,” the man said, a taunting and creepy call. Definitely him – Thomas couldn’t forget that voice. “Little girrrrrrrrl. Come out come out make a sound make sound. I want your noses.

Everything we do is for a reason.

Newt closed his eyes and tried not to see Tommy in the darkness of his mind.

I nominate this shank to replace me as Keeper of the Runners.

For some reason, he was different from everyone else in the Glade. He felt like he’d lived an entire lifetime since awakening from his memory wipe, but he’d only been there a week.

A word with obvious menace, yet an entity they were told was good?

But Thomas knew they were not, of course, ghosts. They were the people who’d sent them all to the Glade. The people who’d taken their lives away from them. The Creators.