| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5fffd66 | California is like a beautiful wild kid on heroin, high as a kite and thinking she's on top of the world, not knowing she's dying, not believing it even if you show her the marks. | rumble-fish hinton | S.E. Hinton | |
| 7d9494e | "My stomach gave a violent start and turned into a hunk of ice. The world was spinning around me, and blobs of faces and visions of things past were dancing in the red mist that covered the lot. It swirled into a mass of colors and I felt myself swaying on my feet. Someone cried, "Glory, look at the kid!" And the ground rushed up to meet me very suddenly." | hinton the spinning outsiders | S.E. Hinton |