Crank Palace Quotes

“Newt closed his eyes and tried not to see Tommy in the darkness of his mind.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“What he saw seemed natural enough, and despite his sudden indifference to the world, it gave him a small squeeze of comfort that saddened him a little. Saddened that he'd never have a chance to live a full and meaningful life under the skies above.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“He didn't remember any of the stories, and the thought filled him with a heavy sadness.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“What he would become. But he had a plan, didn't he? Several plans, depending on the contingencies. But each plan had the same ending--it was just a matter of how he got there. He would last for as long as he needed to write what he needed in that journal. Something about that simple, empty little book, waiting to be filled. It had given him a purpose, a spark, a winding course to ensure the last days of his life had reason and meaning. A mark, left on the world. He would write all the sanity he could muster out of his head before it was taken over by its opposite.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“I need something to live for. I need a purpose. I need to accomplish something good before I lose my mind.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“It scared him, too, but for some reason it was now the sole purpose of his life, the only thing that prevented his mind from slipping into that ever-expanding void of...dissonance.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“Dawn seemed to come late the next day, as if the sun had decided to sleep in, the sky wrapped in gray clouds, the threat of rain heavy and imminent.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“He liked to think he was brave, but he felt the fear of so much unpredictability, swirling all around him like the waters of a raging ocean, sharp rocks hidden beneath the dark, white-capped surface.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“He tore it out and sat down to write a message. Pen was almost to paper when he stalled, as if he'd had the perfect thing to say but it floated out of his mind like vanished smoke. Sighing, he itched with irritation.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“And here it is,” she continued. “Besides my own children, you’ve done more to lift me up in this world than any other person. I know it was only a few days, but you’ve...” She took a moment, swallowed. “You’ve branded me, Newt. You’ve branded me, and I’ll bear your mark forever. God willing, I’ll survive this virus and add to what your life meant for this universe of ours. I love you, Newt, and my children will grow up loving you.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“If I'd had two bloody hearts they'd have both been ripped out. So I guess I have three since one's still beating.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“To slip into an abyss. The abyss. He couldn't deny it anymore. His mind...jittered, now it quaked. The bloody thing had the bloody palsy. Keeping his thoughts still amongst all that squishy commotion had become tougher with every passing hour of every passing day. His hold on reality was loosening, in both there here and now and in that beautiful, painful, remembered past, loosening with each hour that ticked on by with no remorse.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace

“What was he going to do here? What was the plan? He'd staved it off for a while, but those hated fingers of despair were clutching at his heart. But in the immediate future of the next 30 minutes, an hour, the rest of the day... He just wanted to be with familiar people again, no matter how slight the familiar part of the equation might be.”
― James Dashner, Crank Palace