“What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn't be trusted?”

“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...”

“Newt...""Do it before I become one of them!""I...""KILL ME!" And then Newt's eyes cleared, as if he'd gained one last trembling gasp of sanity, and his voice softened."Please, Tommy. Please."With h...”

“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...”

“Memories had come back to Thomas on several occasions. The Changing, the dreams hed had since, fleeting glimpses here and there, like quick lightning strikes in his mind. And right now, listening t...”

“nights and days came and passedand summer and winterand the sun and the windand the rain.and it was good to be a little islanda part of the worldand a world of its ownall surrounded by the bright b...”

“When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters a table leg breaks or when a picture falls off the wall it makes a noise. But as for your heart...”

“A good friend of mine once said, "I have never met a bigot who was a reader as a child.”

“There was no up, there was no down. There was a steady, nauseated life five minutes ago, but nothing five minutes from now. And then, very suddenly, there was no 'now.”

“Bridget cried for the leavers and the left. For the people, like herself, grimly forsaking what few precious gifts they would ever get. She cried for Bailey, for Tibby, for the resolute clump of ce...”

“Minho snickered and leaned back in his chair. Man, you are one butt-load of sunshine, let me tell you.”

“Minho snickered and leaned back in his chair. “Man, you are one butt-load of sunshine, let me tell you.”