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

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.

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.

When it comes to individual destiny, there is no power greater in the universe then the conviction of the human soul to make a choice.

Hunger. It's like an animal trapped inside you, Thomas thought.

I don't think anything's more rewarding than hearing that you've helped someone gain a love of reading.

All the same, Thomas now had a plan. As bad as it was, he had a plan. They needed more clues about the code. They needed MEMORIES. So he was going to get stung by a Griever. Go through the Changing. On purpose.