James Dashner Quotes

I think we should take a break, fill our little tummies and drink up.

She smiled for the first time, and he almost had to look away, as if something that nice didn’t belong in such a glum and gray place, as if he had no right to look at her expression.

Tomorrow," Minho added. "Somehow, some way.

Minho looked at Thomas, a serious expression on his face. "If I don't see you on the other side," he said in a sappy voice, "remember that I love you.

She paused. That's just my way of saying I would've killed you if you'd died.

Never give up, laugh a lot. Be good to others.

Get your runtcheeks down those stairs, right now

I've always had high ambitions and aspirations.

Everything is going to change.

A roar cut through the melee: a booming growl, a noise that might come out of a she-bear protecting a cub. It was Alec- and suddenly bodies were flying everywhere.

Tonight, they’d make their stand, once and for all.

But first, my friends, I need you to do something for me. We have two spies in the back of the auditorium.

Awww," Minho said. "That's almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face.

Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed? Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you're not trying to kill us anymore.

I'm inspired by almost everything I come across in life, and one way or another they find themselves sneaking into my stories.

She and Thomas had helped construct the Maze; at the same time she’d exerted a lot of effort to build a wall holding back her emotions.

It was her. It was Teresa.

Whatever had happened to him [Newt] out there — maybe even related to his lingering ankle injury — had been truly awful.

When someone is close by, you just know it.

All things happen for a purpose.

We'll start firing till they drop or we drop.

Too bad we don't have a flashlight." "Thanks for stating the obvious, Mr. Thomas," Minho replied.

Down the road a bit, I would like to write a couple of stand-alone adult novels, especially in the horror genre. I've got lots of things up my sleeve.

To practice - write each and every day if possible - then try to attend professional writer's conferences where you can learn your craft, get to know fellow writers, and meet editors and agents.

Things are really weird around here, and most of us don't know everything. Half of everything.

I'm gonnna break your faces!

In my early writing, all of my characters were exactly the same person. They all spoke the same, made the same types of jokes, reacted the same, etc. I think they were all just me in disguise.

You’re so sweet,' Frypan said with a snort. 'Go ahead and die with Thomas. I think I’ll sneak away and enjoy living with the guilt.

In other words, a considerable portion of your extraordinary gift comes from the simple fact that you very much want to do good." -Master George

Maybe you should just press the button

The betrayal meant he couldn't trust her anymore, and his heart told him he couldn't forgive her.

I think Judy Blume, Stephen King, and Dean Koontz are the three authors responsible for my being where I am today. I owe them a lot.

Can’t take a chance that one day, in one spot, somewhere, an exit might appear. We can’t give up. Ever.

I'd love to see that rat nose smashed!

I ought to come up there and break your shuck nose.

Bluh-huh-huh" Minho groaned, a shudder of repulsion, like he'd just stepped in a pile of klunk.

You scared of that pip-squeak? Dude, you got a lot to learn. Freakin' Newbies.

The Creators,” Minho said; then he spat on the floor. “I’m gonna break your faces!

Sometimes what works in a book is too "in your face" when converted to the big screen and sound.

Awww, " Minho said. "That's almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face.

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.

Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed?Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you're not trying to kill us anymore...

... sometimes knowing sucked.

They called you the Glue""The Glue?""Yeah. Probably because you're kind of the glue that holds us all together

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.

He's not learning. He's not experiencing. He's remembering.He walks to the next screen, hungry to be himself again.

Please, Tommy. Please