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e1cc00b
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I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me.
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lying
truth
self-deception
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226af33
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Stay gold, Ponyboy, stay gold.
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johnny-cade
ponyboy-curtis
ralph-macchio
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fee7eb7
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It seemed funny to me that the sunset she saw from her patio and the one I saw from the back steps was the same one. Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.
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268a121
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They grew up on the outside of society. They weren't looking for a fight. They were looking to belong.
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S.E. Hinton |
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7b0bcb7
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You get tough like me and you don't get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothin' can touch you...
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S.E. Hinton |
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5df8463
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Sixteen years on the streets and you can learn a lot. But all the wrong things, not the things you want to learn. Sixteen years on the streets and you see a lot. But all the wrong sights, not the things you want to see.
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4bc82ba
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Can you see the sunset real good on the West side? You can see it on the East side too.
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geography
sunset
sun
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S.E. Hinton |
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bdfc3b0
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Things are rough all over.
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S.E. Hinton |
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8164c52
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It's okay. We aren't in the same class. Just don't forget that some of us watch the sunset too.
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life
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S.E. Hinton |
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ba83616
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Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.
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S.E. Hinton |
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75f8a65
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Get smart and nothing can touch you.
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S.E. Hinton |
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b7827fc
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I am a greaser. I am a JD and a hood. I blacken the name of our fair city. I beat up people. I rob gas stations. I am a menace to society. Man do I have fun!
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S.E. Hinton |
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fd726dc
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Things were rough all over, but it was better that way. That way you could tell the other guy was human too.
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S.E. Hinton |
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3caae1c
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Dally was so real he scared me.
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S.E. Hinton |
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dd88c2a
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He died violent and young and desperate, just like we all knew he'd die someday.
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S.E. Hinton |
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eebeb70
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Ponyboy, listen, don't get tough. You're not like the rest of us and don't try to be..." What was the matter with Two-Bit? I knew as well as he did that if you got tough you didn't get hurt. Get smart and nothing can touch you... "What in the world are you doing?" Two-Bit's voice broke into my thoughts. I looked up at him. "Picking up the glass." He stared at me for a second, then grinned. "You little sonofagun," he said in a relieved voice..
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S.E. Hinton |
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8d9c0ee
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You know what the crummiest feeling you can have is? To hate the person you love the best in the world.
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S.E. Hinton |
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005ceb3
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The difference is that was then, this is now.
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S.E. Hinton |
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81f78fb
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Nothing sparkly can stay.
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S.E. Hinton |
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ab4f73e
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Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.
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S.E. Hinton |
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264aa3d
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Stay Gold
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S.E. Hinton |
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544bf0d
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There isn't any real good reason for fighting except self-defense.
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S.E. Hinton |
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f0c1c04
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I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.
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S.E. Hinton |
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794c77b
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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."
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03492bd
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You take up for your buddies, no matter what they do. When you're a gang, you stick up for the members. If you don't stick up for them, stick together, make like brothers, it isn't a gang anymore. It's a pack. A snarling, distrustful, bickering park like the Socs in their social clubs or the street gangs in New York or the wolves in the timber.
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S.E. Hinton |
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23809c4
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I wish I was a kid again, when I had all the answers.
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S.E. Hinton |
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64be3d8
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Even the most primite societies have an innate resepect for the insane.
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e93692f
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why do you like fights Darry~Ponyboy He just likes to show off his muscles~Sodapop
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That's why people don't ever think to blame the Socs and are always ready to jump on us. We look hoody and they look decent. It could be just the other way around - half of the hoods I know are pretty decent guys underneath all that grease, and from what I've heard, a lot of Socs are just cold-blooded mean - but people usually go by looks.
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bffc642
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I liked my books and clouds and sunsets.
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5f90eb3
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I am a greaser," Sodapop chanted. "I am a JD and a hood. I blacken the name of our fair city. I beat up people. I rob gas stations. I am a menace to society. Man, do I have fun!" "Greaser...greaser...greaser..."Steve singsonged. "O, victim of enviornment, underprivelaged, rotton no-count hood!" Juvenile delinquent, you're no good!" Darry shouted. Get thee hence, white trash," Two-Bit said in asnobbish voice. "I am a Soc. I am the privelage..
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soc
the-outsiders
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9e29ed5
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the person in this picture is really me.
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S.E. Hinton |
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9f39baf
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They shouldn't hate each other . . . I don't hate the Socs any more . . . they shouldn't hate . . .
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S.E. Hinton |
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accac70
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I really do like listening to stuff that's happened to other people. I guess that's why I like to read.
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fbda227
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I made up my mind that I'd get out of that place and I did...I learned that if you want to get somewhere, you just make up your mind and work like hell til you get there. If you want to go somewhere in life, you just have to work till you make it.
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06c8bb3
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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.
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00d0ff0
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I don't know why I go to school unless for kicks, oh well might as well do dissect a frog.
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S.E. Hinton |
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de2d704
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You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. There's still lots of good in the world. Tell Dally. I don't think he knows.
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S.E. Hinton |
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3fa435a
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but I've never regretted it. You can't regret experience.
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S.E. Hinton |
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56ec6a2
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Stay gold Ponyboy,
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S.E. Hinton |
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ab7334a
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Your mother is not crazy. Neither, contrary to popular belief, is your brother. He is merely miscast in a play. He would have made the perfect knight in a different century, or a very good pagan prince in a time of heroes. He was born in the wrong era, on the wrong side of the river, with the ability to do anything and finding nothing he wants to do.
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S.E. Hinton |
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Suddenly I realized, horrified, that Darry was crying. He didn't make a sound, but tears were running down his cheeks. I hadn't seen him cry in years, not even when Mom and Dad had been killed. (I remembered the funeral. I had sobbed in spite of myself; Soda had broken down and bawled like a baby; but Darry had only stood there, his fists in his pockets and that look on his face, the same helpless, pleading look that he was wearing now.) In..
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S.E. Hinton |
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a7304b0
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I'd rather have anybody's hate than their pity
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pity
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S.E. Hinton |
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66be2b3
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But Dally, heaters kill people! Ya' kill 'em with switchblades to, don'tcha?
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