Get your runtcheeks down those stairs, right now.

All things happen for a purpose..

Listen,' Thomas said, slowly getting to his feet, hoping Minho wouldn’t be stupid enough to try anything. “There’s something about us. We’re not just….

The girl leaned forward and kissed Thomas on the cheek. “You’re sweet. I really hope we don’t end up killing you, at least..

It was her. It was Teresa..

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

Rose took my nose, I suppose,” he repeated; the bubble of phlegm in his throat made a disgusting crackle. “And it really blows..

If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human..

Yeah, you're a regular Mozart...well, except for the whole music thing..

I'd love to see that rat nose smashed!.

Anybody else wanna pee their pants and cry for mommy?.

You get lazy, you get sad. Start givin' up. Plain and simple..

Minho was the first one to speak since the food had come. “Maybe we should just give in to those shuckfaces. Do what they want. One day we’ll all sit….

No. I kind of accepted it, in a way. That saving you was worth losing what we might've had..

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..

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

Thomas jabbed a thumb over his shoulder and raised his eyebrows. "You met our new friend?" Miho responded, a smirk flashing across his face. "Real pi….

Good try, ya bugging shank. The Gathering elects Runners, and if you think I'm tough, they'd laugh in your face..

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

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

I'm a Crank. I'm slowly going crazy. I keep wanting to chew off my own fingers and randomly kill people..