I think that The Outsiders was meant to be written, and I was just picked to write it.

We had played a kid's version of gang fighting called "Civil War," and then later we had got in on the real thing, we fought with chains and we fought barefisted and we fought Socs and we fought other grease gangs. It was a normal childhood.

My boyfriend suggested I write two pages a day. He wouldn't take me out if I hadn't done my two pages. That's how I wrote my second novel.

Stay gold, Ponyboy, stay gold.

Things are rough all over.

I'm a good judge of my own work.

He sure put things into words good.