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

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.

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?

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.

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

Didn't know you could measure distance so well with nothing but you bloody eyeballs

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.

Saving you was worth losing what we might've had.

Owr brave little shank!

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.

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.

The simple everyday experiences become the doorway to new thoughts and inspirations.

Liberty was paid for by past sacrifices and given to us as a present gift.

I don't think she doesn't believe she can die. I think, just like you always did, she believes there are things worth dying for.

The most important thing is that you have to have the visual effects working for you, instead of you working for the visual effects.

If I love, there will be no hell for me.

I have moments of weakness, but mostly I brush the criticism off... Who cares if I'm not a size zero? I don't want to be. I love my body; I'm healthy, I work out.

I could never be a sports writer, unless my assignment was to write 'sports sports sports sports sports' for three pages.

Life becomes meaningful and all activities are purposeful only on the basis of faith in the enduring reality.

There are a handful of people whom money won't spoil, and we all count ourselves among them.

You can be known as Val or Babycakes.” His gaze darkened. “My name is Valerius and I will not answer to Val.” She shrugged. “Fine then, Babycakes, have it your way.