... Hey, I didn't know you didn't like baloney." I went cold. "I don't like it. I never liked it." Soda just looked at me. "You used to eat it. That's why you wouldn't eat anything while you were sick. You kept saying you didn't like baloney, no matter what it was we were trying to get you to eat." "I don't like it," I repeated.

I was desperate for something to read that dealt realistically with teenage life, and I thought others might be, too.

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

why do you like fights Darry~Ponyboy He just likes to show off his muscles~Sodapop

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 way, accident or disease or old age. It just ain't the same.

You know what the crummiest feeling you can have is? To hate the person you love the best in the world.

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.