But Dally, heaters kill people!Ya' kill 'em with switchblades to, don'tcha?
What’s a nice, smart kid like you running around with trash like that for?
They shouldn't hate each other . . . I don't hate the Socs any more . . . they shouldn't hate . . .
There was a silent moment when everything held its breath, and then the sun rose. It was beautiful.
Somos todo lo que nos queda. Tenemos que ser capaces de seguir unidos, pase lo que pase. Si no nos tenemos los unos a los otros, no tenemos nada.
Some people go, some people stay. I'm staying.
Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.
Lo de greaser no tiene nada que ver con eso. Mi colega, el de allí, quizá no lo hubiera hecho. Quizá tú sí. Y quizá un amigo tuyo no. Es algo individual.
I’m what you might call a Pepsi addict.
It was cliche, he knew, but he meant it classic.
If we don't have each other, we don't have anything.
I made up my mind that I'd get out of that place and I did...I learned that if you want to get somewhere, you just make up your mind and work like hell til you get there. If you want to go somewhere i...
I had it then. Soda fought for fun, Steve for hatred, Darry for pride, and Two-Bit for conformity. Why do I fight? I thought, and couldn't think of any real good reason. There isn't any real good reas...
I guess he had listened to more beefs and more problems from more people than any of us. A guy that'll really listen to you, listen and care about what you're saying, is something rare.
Even the most primite societies have an innate resepect for the insane.
Why do you like fights Darry~PonyboyHe just likes to show off his muscles~Sodapop
Your mother is not crazy. Neither, contrary to popular belief, is your brother. He is merely miscast in a play. He would have made the perfect knight in a different century, or a very good pagan princ...
What's the safest thing to be when one is met by a gang of social outcasts in an alley? ...No, another social outcast!
The shade of difference that separates a greaser from a hood wasn't present in Dally.
Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold . . . The pillow seemed to sink a little, and Johnny died.