Socs were just guys after all. Things were rough all over, but it was better that way. That way you could tell the other guy was human too.
No quiero morir ahora. No ha sido suficiente tiempo. Dieciséis años no son suficiente tiempo. No me importaría tanto si no hubiese tantas cosas que no he hecho y tantas otras que no he visto.
Maybe the two different worlds we lives in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.
I could fall in love with Dallas Winston, she said. I hope I never see himagain, or I will.
He was studying me. ¨You know, you look an awful lot like Sodapop, the way you've got your hair and everything. I mean, except your eyes are green.¨ ¨They ain't green, they're gray,¨ I said, reddening...
He had strange eyes-they make me think of a two-way mirror. Like you could feel somebody on the other side watching you, but the only reflections you saw was your own.
Don’t you know a rumble ain’t a rumble unless I’m in it?
People get hurt in rumbles, maybe killed. I'm sick of it because it doesn't do any good. You can't win...even if you whip us. You'll still be where you were before- at the bottom. And we'll still be t...
Asked,
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...
You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want.
You read a lot, don't you, Ponyboy?I was startled. Yeah, why?I could just tell. I'll bet you watch sunsets, too.
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...
No es cuestión de dejar de vivir solo porque hayas perdido a alguien.
The dawn was coming then. All the lower valley was covered with mist, and sometimes little pieces of it broke off and floated away in small clouds. The sky was lighter in the east, and the horizon was...
Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold . . . The pillow seemed to sink a little, and Johnny died. You read about people looking
Nothing sparkly can stay.
Johnny almost grinned as he nodded. Tuff enough, he managed, and by the way his eyes were glowing, I figured Southern gentlemen had nothing on Johnny Cade.
If you're going to lead people, you have to have somewhere to go.
I could never understand people being scared of things they didn't know nothing about.