They grew up on the outside of society. They weren't looking for a fight. They were looking to belong.
It seemed funny that the sunset she saw from her patio and the one I saw from the back steps was the same one. Maybe the two worlds we lived in weren’t so different. We saw the same sunset.
You get tough like me and you don't get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothin' can touch you...
let's do it for Johnny
...I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.
I think that The Outsiders was meant to be written, and I was just picked to write it.
Things were rough all over, but it was better that way. That way you could tell the other guy was human too.
Stay gold, Ponyboy, stay gold.