Maze Runner Quotes Novels & Stories

“ Don't say I didn't warn you ” “ Thank you ” Muna said excitedly. “ If after an hour and you're not yet out then consider yourself lost ” Hazel said and Muna didn't wait for her to finish talking when she ran into the maze and Hazel shook her head as she took a seat beside the entrance of the maze and decided to chat with her friends online as she waited for Muna to come out.

I ask him curiously, doubting it, though. A look of weakness passes through his eyes for a split second, as he recovers quickly when he realises he has let his emotions slip through the windows of his soul. “One step at a time is how I got to where I am. I don’t believe in running before you can walk. Too many mistakes happen, and I have learned from them enough to realise that life isn’t a race to the finish. It’s a marathon, and we can speed walk through it just fine.”

“If you can run, you can fight. Go. Not allowing myself time to think about it, I launched into a sprint, my shield bouncing on my back. Each stride felt like razors piercing my feet but I disregarded the pain and pushed for greater speed, focused on finding flat ground so that I wouldn’t stumble. I could do this. I had to.

Len let out a sigh as he closed the distance between himself and Hermes, curiosity etched on his face. "What's the big surprise then?" Len queried, his tone tinged with anticipation. "We're about to embark on the art of running," Hermes declared, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Running? Seriously? I already know how to put one foot in front of the other," Len protested. "It's not just about running; it's about running smart," Hermes interjected, a smirk playing on his lips. "Picture this: the day you faced off against Scar, you were lightning-fast, but you didn't pace yourself, and you ended up gasping for air like a beached fish. The same principle applies to running," Hermes explained, n

Coach Mbape screamed, his words rhyming so well with the words in my head, creating a statement “ you fag, on your marks, you're worthless, get set!” “ Get it together boy”, I said to myself, shaking my head as if to push out the words, and as I was busy shaking off the imaginary dust from my head, I didn't realize that the gun had been shot. The next thing I heard was the sharp wind of other sprinters bypassing me. I wasted no time. My running feet hit the tracks, my heels nearly touching the back of my head as I ran, the wind filling my eyes, my nose, my ears; every hole on my body.

“Then we stop reacting. We start thinking ahead. This maze may be alive, but it’s not invincible. We’ll find its weaknesses.” Kira leaned against the wall, her mind racing. The labyrinth was relentless, but they had something it couldn’t account for: their instincts, their bond, and their refusal to give up. “We’ll get through this,” she said quietly, more to herself than anyone else. Nyssa caught her eye and nodded. “We will. Together.” "Or we could all die" Zarik said.

My brain is currently running, trying to find a way to start a conversation. "So… I guess you are happy to found out that you won the race." "Not quite, but for now I give credit to myself." "How do you win though?" he glances at me from the corner of his eyes then back at the road. "I mean, those two cars are fast. Especially the Audi R8, everyone knew that car is fast without upgrade. So how do you win?" I turned to him curiously. "I admit it was hard, but the key is not the car, it’s the person behind the wheel. No matter how fast your car is, if you can’t drive you will be left behind."

Instead, a tall maze of steel and vines stood at the center, stretching into the trees beyond. A trial of instinct and survival. The rules were simple. Find your way out before sundown. No weapons. No help. The catch? You weren’t alone in the maze. Mara touched my arm before I stepped forward. “This isn’t about speed. It’s about endurance.” I nodded, tightening my ponytail. “I’ve got both.” She smiled. “Then go show them what a rogue can do.” I entered the maze last. The second I stepped in, the shadows swallowed everything. The air was thicker here, laced with magic or memory—I couldn’t tell.

"So, Greg... champion once again. What would you like to say?" Greg looks around the packed arena before smiling. "I've dreamed about moments like this since I was a little boy." The crowd applauds. "But no one gets here alone." He turns towards his team. "My mechanics... my coach... my manager... my teammates... You've picked me up every single time I've fallen." Applause echoes around the stadium. He looks towards our families. "My parents...my future in-laws... You've believed in me even when I didn't believe in myself." I feel Mom reach for my hand. Greg smiles again. "And my friends..." He points towards Chase and Sav. "...thank you for always reminding me there's more to life than raci

Alpha Ralph's resentment simmered beneath the surface, and I couldn't shake the feeling that danger loomed on the horizon. The final challenge approached, and my focus shifted to the tasks at hand. The maze of challenges symbolized the intricate journey of leadership, and despite the emotional turmoil, I couldn't afford to let distractions cloud my judgment. Ruby's hand had found mine, a silent acknowledgment of the challenges that awaited. "Gonzalo, we've come this far together. Whatever happens, we'll face it as a team." Her words echoed with reassurance, and I nodded, grateful for the strength she offered. The participants navigated the maze, each trial a testament to their resilience and