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James Dashner
What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn't be trusted?
James Dashner
You are the shuckiest shuck faced shuck in the world!
James Dashner
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.
James Dashner
Awww, Minho said. That's almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face.
James Dashner
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?
James Dashner
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.
James Dashner
He whipped out his sheet, then pulled it over himself and wrapped it tightly around his face like an old woman in a shawl. 'How do I look?''Like the ugliest shanky girl I've ever seen,' Minho responded. 'You better thank the gods above you were born a dude.' 'Thanks.
James Dashner
I was just kidding, shuck-face, Minho said. Let's all go over there. She could have an army of psycho girl ninjas hiding in that shack of hers.Psycho girl ninjas? Newt repeated, his voice showing he was surprised, if not annoyed, by Minho's additude.
James Dashner
I didn't do anyting wrong. All I know is I saw two people struggling to get inside these walls and they [Minho and Alby] couldn't make it. To ignore that because of some stupid rule seemed selfish, cowardly, and... well, stupid. If you want to throw me in jail for trying to save someone's [Alby] life, then go ahead. Next time I promise I'll point at them and laugh, then go eat some of Frypan's dinner. -Thomas
James Dashner
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.
James Dashner
Rose took my nose, I suppose, he repeated; the bubble of phlegm in his throat made a disgusting crackle. And it really blows.
James Dashner
Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed?Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you're not trying to kill us anymore...
James Dashner
Just go with it', he thought. 'You won't figure out anything if you give in to fear'.
James Dashner
... sometimes knowing sucked.
James Dashner
Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?' Minho asked...Go ahead, Newt replied.Minho nodded and faced the crowd. 'Be careful,' he said dryly. 'Don't die.'Thomas would have laughed if he could, but he was too scared for it to come out.'Great. We're all bloody inspired,' Newt answered.
James Dashner
Oh, I'm good. Seriously, after all these years, you'd think I would stop amazing myself. But here I am, still doing it.
James Dashner
I love the sound of it, Trina whispers, as if speaking too loudly might interrupt the drumming patter of the rain outside. It makes me want to sleep. Snuggle my head right up in your armpit and snore for three days.My armpit? Mark repeats. Good thing we all showered up in the storm this morning. My pits smell like roses. Go ahead and get comfy.
James Dashner
They called you the GlueThe Glue?Yeah. Probably because you're kind of the glue that holds us all together
James Dashner
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
James Dashner
Yeah, you're a regular Mozart...well, except for the whole music thing.
James Dashner
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.
James Dashner
He finally pulled it all back into his heart, sucking in the painful tide of his misery. In the Glade, Chuck had become a symbol for him
James Dashner
A small hole in his shirt revealed a gooey red blob right in the meaty part above his armpit, blood pouring from the wound. It hurt. It hurt bad. If he'd thought his headache downstairs had been tough, this was like three or four of those, all smashed into a coil of pain right there in his shoulder. And spreading through the rest of his body.Newt was at his side, looking down with worried eyes.He shot me. It just came out, a new number one on the list of the dumbest things he'd ever said. The pain, like living metal staples running through his insides, pricking and scratching with their little sharp points. He felt his mind going dark for the second time that day.