Can’t take a chance that one day, in one spot, somewhere, an exit might appear. We can’t give up. Ever.

What's going on?" Newt asked, looking back and forth between Thomas and Aris. "Why're you guys looking at each other like you just fell in love?

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

I don't think there is a right or wrong anymore. Only horrible and not-quite-so-horrible.

Ah, my Knight in Shining Armor. What, you don't think I can fend for myself?

Down the road a bit, I would like to write a couple of stand-alone adult novels, especially in the horror genre. I've got lots of things up my sleeve.

I think we should take a break, fill our little tummies and drink up.