Tomorrow," Minho added. "Somehow, some way.

I've always had high ambitions and aspirations.

Thomas hated the people who'd taken this poor, innocent kid form his family. He hated them with a passion he didn't know a human could feel. He wanted them dead, tortured, even. He wanted Chuck to be happy. But happiness had been ripped form their lives. Love had been ripped from their lives.

Next time I'll pat you on the freaking back for stating the obvious.

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

Frozen by fear. Not able to move. Your mind screaming

It’s like watching a starving pig eat his own klunk.