Me hizo gracia que la puesta del sol que ella pudiera ver desde su patio y la que yo veía desde las escaleras de atrás fuera la misma. Quizá los distintos mundos en que vivíamos no fueran tan distinto...
Maybe the two worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.
Man, I didnt know anything like that was going to happen! Honest, Tex, he was on something. Holy cow! I really kid, I been doing this stuff for a year now and I never saw nobody pull a gun before! God...
Johnny, you don't know what a few months in jail can do to you, man. You get mean in jail, I just don't wanna see that happen to you like it happened to me, man. Understand?-Dallas Winston
I'm not saying that either Socs or greasers are better; that's just the way things are.
I don't know why I go to school unless for kicks, oh well might as well do dissect a frog.
Bewildering feeling of being rushed, things are happening too quick. Too fast. I figured I couldn’t get into any worse trouble than murder. Johnny and I would be hiding for the rest of our lives. Nobo...
You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. There’s still lots of good in the world. Tell Dally. I don’t think he knows.
You read a lot, don’t you, Ponyboy? Cherry asked. I was startled. Yeah. Why? She kind of shrugged. I could just tell. I’ll bet you watch sunsets, too. She was quiet for a minute after I nodded. I used...
You greasers have a different set of values. You're more emotional. We're sophisticated-cool to the point of not feeling anything. Nothing is real with us.
You get tough like me and you don't get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothin' can touch you...
They used to be buddies, I thought, they used to be friends, and now they hate each other because one has to work for a living and the other comes from the West Side. They shouldn't hate each other...
Soda was glaring at him. Leave my kid brother alone, you hear? It ain’t his fault he likes to go to the movies, and it ain’t his fault the Socs like to jump us, and if he had been carrying a blade it...
Sixteen years on the streets and you can learn a lot. But all the wrong things, not the things you want to learn. Sixteen years on the streets and you see a lot. But all the wrong sights, not the sigh...
It was too late to tell Dally. Would he have listened? I doubted it. Suddenly it wasn't only a personal thing to me. I could picture hundreds and hundreds of boys living on the wrong sides of cities,...
I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.
Two-Bit was the only one wearing a jacket; he had a couple of cans of beer stuffed in it. He always gets high before a rumble. Before anything else, too, come to think of it. I shook my head. I’d hate...
Suddenly I realized, horrified, that Darry was crying. He didn’t make a sound, but tears were running down his cheeks. I hadn’t seen him cry in years, not even when Mom and Dad had been killed. (I rem...
She kind of shrugged. I could just tell. I'll bet you watch sunsets, too. She was quiet for a minute after I nodded. I used to watch them, too, before I got so busy.
Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.