Greasers will still be greasers and Socs will still be Socs. Sometimes I think it's the ones in the middle that are really the lucky stiffs.

Okay greasers,you've had it.

I really do like listening to stuff that's happened to other people. I guess that's why I like to read.

Some are going, some are staying....i'm in between.

We couldn't get along without him. We needed Johnny as much as he needed the gang. And for the same reason.

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.

Nothing sparkly can stay.