Maze Quotes

“When our consciousness has become a haven of illusions, our mind may have a hard time to fight the maze in our thinking. Only anchor points from our past and the innocence of our childhood might give back the core of what we are. (“Not without the past”)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Newt shook his head, his face a mixture of anger and awe. “What you did was half brave and half bloody stupid. Seems like you’re pretty good at that.”
― James Dashner, The Maze Runner

“You can't call a ninja lord dweeb.”
― Rick Riordan, The Maze of Bones

“With a sigh, he grabbed hold of his chair and lifted himself out of it, then wrote on the blackboard: How will we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering? - A.Y.
'I'm going to leave that up for the rest of the semester,' he said.
'Because everybody who has ever lost their way in life has felt the nagging insistence of that question. At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze, and I don't want us to forget Alaska, and I don't want to forget that even when the material we study seems boring, we're trying to understand how people have answered that question and the questions each of you posed in your papers--how different traditions have come to terms with what Chip, in his final, called 'people's rotten lots in life.”
― John Green, Looking for Alaska

“He finally pulled it all back into his heart, sucking in the painful tide of his misery. In the Glade, Chuck had become a symbol for him—a beacon that somehow they could make everything right again in the world. Sleep in beds. Get kissed goodnight. Have bacon and eggs for breakfast, go to a real school. Be happy.
But now Chuck was gone. And his limp body, to which Thomas still clung, seemed a cold talisman—that not only would those dreams of a hopeful future never come to pass, but that life had never been that way in the first place. That even in escape, dreary days lay ahead. A life of sorrow.
His returning memories were sketchy at best. But not much good floated in the muck.
Thomas reeled in the pain, locked it somewhere deep inside him. He did it for Teresa. For Newt and Minho. Whatever darkness awaited them, they’d be together, and that was all that mattered right then.”
― James Dashner, The Maze Runner

“No man can resist a woman who has an apple in her hand. It's theological. A woman with an apple in her hand is the first woman, the only woman in the world. And he is the first man, he stumbles on love and he cant shake it,never,ever,ever..”
― Pia Pera, Lo's Diary

“One thing was certain: life was a maze. There was nothing “straight forward”. Everything that pretended to be straight somehow ended in unexpected twists and turns, only to leave you full of wonder at how you possibly made it through to the end. You couldn’t just pack a pair of hedge trimmers to take a shortcut and hoodwink fate. No, you had to walk the path of life given to you with all its detours. The goal wasn’t to avoid getting lost sometimes—in fact, that was most unlikely given that you were in a maze. The trick was simply to keep walking. To enjoy the process of getting lost and finding yourself again, different and more grown-up than when you had left. One step after another, that was all that it took. One step after another, so simple and so utterly enough.”
― Meara O'Hara, The Wanderess and her Suitcase

“He opened the side pocket of his bag and took out a photograph , stared it for long. It had been so many years, but he knew this was the right time to come back on her life and execute his plan.”
― Vidushi Gupta, The Unending Maze: Because Finding Your Way Out Has Never Been More Difficult

“I'm looking for the labyrinth. The form that Dedalus gave me to the most disturbing question: How much of us is thought, reason, intellect... and how much delirium, hallucination, madness... and how much is a monster. The failure of every plan. A path with no way out.”
― Manuele Fior, Red Ultramarine

“The whole operation is built on artificialness of facts which are fiction, so the mass is ignorant.
They believe everything is legit and even though there are those that know something is wrong, they don't "what" & "why" but if those two aspects are figured out, the "how" will amaze them out the hell and maze they've been in.”
― Jose R. Coronado, The Land Flowing With Milk And Honey

“If we are told to think in a certain way, or behave in a certain way, or respond in a certain way, then it is incredibly difficult to break out of that mould.”
― Mango Wodzak, Discovering Eden Fruitarianism - An Autobiography - Volume One

“It's like a maze. Moment I start thinking I'm getting somewhere, I turn a corner and come up against a dead end. Or find myself back where I started.”
― Robert Galbraith, Troubled Blood

“My life is like a maze inside an empty square.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“A mouse would solve this handily, / except I like to probe unknowns / and be amazed by what I find / along the corners of your mind. / Wherever you will let me start, / l love to learn your ways by heart.

(from Amazed)”
― Robert J. Tiess, The Humbling and Other Poems

“Each living wall was formed of different rare flowers. Burning orange starfire lilies. Deep purple twilight thistles. Brilliant gold creeping faisies. Champagne delights. Scorching red feverbells. All of which grew and stretched with every person that stepped inside.”
― Stephanie Garber, Excerpt: Finale

“The maze has no centre. An ending is no more than a point in sequence, a snip of the cutting shears.”
― John Fowles, The Magus

“Directly below her window, the dark waters of a pond reflected the bruised clouds scuttling across the clearing sky. Next to it crouched a pair of willow trees, their melancholy branches hanging low as if daring to disturb its placid, glass-like beauty.
Beyond the pond sprawled an expansive garden maze with walls of towering yew bushes, expertly clipped. From her vantage point, the maze appeared quite simple to solve, though she suspected that once one was surrounded by the labyrinth of hedges, all sense of direction would contort.”
― Olivia Parker, To Wed a Wicked Earl

“The only way out of the maze is to go through the system.”
― Steven Magee

“Life will become a maze if you want to get what you don't have, and it'll end up with nothing.”
― Surya Raj

“Ella!" Brice's voice echoed over the hedges, dripping more with frustration than concern. "Have you lost yourself in the maze again?"
His sister clapped a hand over her mouth, though her giggle still slipped past. "Not just myself, I'm afraid. Will you be a doll, Brice?"
"Where are you? Wonderland?"
Wonderland?
Ella grinned. "Whitby has the most delightful White Rabbit in one corner, and then the Queen of Hearts and Gryphon in subsequent ones." Louder, she called, "No, dearest, I made it all the way to Neptune this time! With only one wrong before now!"
"Bully for you.”
― Roseanna M. White, The Reluctant Duchess

“....but somehow she wasn't surprised when they arrived at a figure of a frog wearing a crown and looking at them as of to say, " Hello, fly. You look delicious. "
"Oh, drat." Ella narrowed her eyes at the frog. "Don't look at me that way Edmund. You never turn into a Prince no matter how many times I've kissed you.”
― Roseanna M. White, The Reluctant Duchess

“A petal-strewn gravel path divides the garden into two symmetrical sections, with lush meadows on either side, flanked by cherry blossom trees. The tree branches stretch out to meet each other, forming a canopy of evergreen leaves and pink blossoms overhead and creating the dancing shadows on the grass that give the garden its name.”
― Alexandra Monir, Suspicion

“I slowly turn to face the Maze, which towers high beside the Shadow Garden. Bordered on all sides by ten-foot-tall pine hedges, the Maze is rumored to be a marvel of a puzzle, filled with treacherous plants and surprises that make it suitable only for "mature children" and adults.”
― Alexandra Monir, Suspicion

“There's something hidden in the Maze," he says quietly.
"Really?" My eyes widen. "Like buried treasure?"
"Something like that. But you'll have to be my good little girl and wait," he cautions. "We can't go get it, not for a while."
I frown, unaccustomed to waiting. Sensing my displeasure, Dad takes my hand.
"It's there for you when you really need it. You'll know when that day comes." He looks at me intently. "If I'm not here to show you... just remember the hydrangeas. When you see them, that means you're close.”
― Alexandra Monir, Suspicion

“What does it feel like when you do that?" Sebastian asks, watching me curiously.
"You can see for yourself if you want." I take his hand as casually as I can manage and place it over mine. Together, we reach for one of the hedge walls. I hear his breathing grow heavier; I feel my own breath stop as our fingers interlace against the evergreen. And then the electric sensation sizzles through my fingertips, through my whole body, stronger than I've ever felt it. I hear Sebastian whoop in amazement, and I whirl around. The hedge walls have transformed from green to a vibrant violet. It is the most beautiful color I've ever seen.
Sebastian and I turn to face each other at the same time, and nearly collide in our swift movement. His hand reaches for my hip to steady me. Heat fills my cheeks. His touch awakens something in me, something even stronger than my Elemental power. I glance up at him and find his eyes locked on mine. We inch closer, and it feels like anything can happen”
― Alexandra Monir, Suspicion

“If Lady Beatrice left the ring for her descendant... she would need proof, a way of knowing for certain who that person is.
I reach my arms out to my sides and brush my hands against the hedge walls, just as I did two weeks ago with Sebastian. The hedges once again change color, my hands painting them a vivid periwinkle. But this time the dirt path beneath my feet also begins to glow with an ethereal yellow light. I gasp as the light beneath my feet winds forward... leading me.
I pick up speed, keeping my hands on either side of the hedge walls as I run, following the twists and turns of the glowing path before me. And at last I am in a place I've never been---a curving corner of the Maze highlighted by a bed of hydrangeas, the only flowers I've encountered within. Dad's words from years ago return to me.
"...remember the hydrangeas. When you see them, that means you're close."
My breath catches. This must be the Maze's center.”
― Alexandra Monir, Suspicion

“I start back, only to find the maze has changed itself around. The paths are not where they were before.

Of course. It can't just be a normal maze. No, it's got to be out to get me.
...
'I will slice my way clean through you,' I say to the leafy walls. 'Let's start playing fair.'

Branches rustle behind me. When I turn, there's a new path.

'This better be the way to the party,' I grumble, starting on it. I hope this doesn't lead to the secret oubliette reserved for people who threaten the maze.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“Come, let's go to the maze with its sixteen-foot-high box hedges, designed by Perrault himself, who advised Louis XIV to include thirty-nine fountains each representing one of Aesop's fables. Water jets spurt from the animals' mouths to give the charming impression of speech between the creatures, powered by waterwheels on the Seine. Within here are the Owl and Birds, the Eagle and Fox, the Peacock and Jackdaw, the Wolf and Heron, the Tortoise and Hare, the Council of Mice.”
― Clare Pollard, The Modern Fairies

“The goodness is order, evil must be disorder the straight path or the maze ....”
― Eugene Ionescu

“There is special grace from God for those who obey His Word and those who seek His ways. They are granted the ability to navigate through life’s intricate maze.”
― Gift Gugu Mona, The Infallible Word of God: 365 Inspirational Quotes