You know the rules. No jazz before a rumble.

They shouldn't hate each other . . . I don't hate the Socs any more . . . they shouldn't hate . . .

I learned that if you want to get somewhere, you just make up your mind and work like hell til you get there.

Y'all were heroes from the beginning. You just didn't 'turn' all of a sudden

Johnny almost grinned as he nodded. "Tuff enough," he managed, and by the way his eyes were glowing, I figured Southern gentlemen had nothing on Johnny Cade.

...I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.

There isn't any real good reason for fighting except self-defense.