…At least you got Soda. I ain’t got nobody.” “Shoot,” I said, startled out of my misery, “you got the whole gang. Dally didn’t slug you tonight cause you’re the pet. I mean, golly, Johnny,...

Nothing sparkly can stay.

He sure put things into words good.

He’ll have to do without me, Jamie thought, not looking back. And then clearly, as if he’d been told, he knew Grenville /could/ do without him. There was somewhere else he had to go now,...

Can you see the sunset real good on the West side? You can see it on the East side too.

Greaser ‘ didn’t have anything to do with it. My buddy over there wouldn’t have done it. Maybe you would have done the same thing, maybe a friend of yours wouldn’t have. It’s the individual.

It’s okay. We aren’t in the same class. Just don’t forget that some of us watch the sunset too.

I´d rather have anybody´s hate than their pity

I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me.

Asleep, he looked a lot younger than going-on-seventeen, but I had noticed that Johnny looked younger when he was asleep too, so I figured everyone did. Maybe people are younger when they are asleep.

I really couldn’t see what the Socs would have to sweat about – good grades, good cars, good girls, madras and Mustangs and Corvairs – Man, I thought, if I had worries like that I’d...

Stay gold Ponyboy. Stay gold.–Johnny quoting Robert Frost

I guess I just couldn’t see standing there — alive, talking, thinking, breathing, being — one second, and dead the next. It really bothered me. Death by violence isn’t the same as dying any other...

It was cliche, he knew, but he meant it classic.

Nothing Stay Forever””Nature’s first green is gold,”Her hardest hue to hold.”Her early leaf’s a flower;”But only so an hour.”Then leaf subsides to leaf.”So Eden sank to grief,”So dawn goes down today.”Nothing gold can stay.– Robert...

It goes so fast, he thought, they don’t tell you that, how fast it goes…

If you have two friends in your lifetime, you’re lucky. If you have one good friend, you’re more than lucky.

I could fall in love with Dallas Winston,” she said. “I hope I never see himagain, or I will.

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.

Stay gold, Ponyboy, stay gold.

I have no idea why I write. The old standards are: I like to express my feelings, stretch my imagination, earn money.