He didn't have a single clue what was going on with these two strangers, but every instinct told him Master George equaled good, Mistress Jane equaled bald- he blinked-uh, bad.

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

Anybody else wanna pee their pants and cry for mommy?

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

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.

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.

Sometimes they do things to make me do the opposite of what they think, I think, they think, I am going to do.