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They used to be buddies, I thought. They used to be friends, and now they hate each other because one has to work for a living and the other comes from the West Side.
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You read a lot, don't you, Ponyboy?" Cherry asked. I was startled. "Yeah. Why?" She kind of shrugged. "I could just tell. I'll bet you watch sunsets, too." She was quiet for a minute after I nodded. "I used to watch them, too, before I got so busy . . ." --
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Maybe the two different worlds we lives in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.
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Yessir.
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bewildering feeling of being rushed, things are happening too quick. Too fast. I figured I couldn't get into any worse trouble than murder. Johnny and I would be hiding for the rest of our lives. Nobody but Dally would know where we were, and he couldn't tell anyone because he'd get jailed again for giving us that gun. If Johnny got caught, they'd give him the electric chair, and if they caught me, I'd be sent to a reformatory. I'd heard ab..
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I could never understand people being scared of things they didn't know nothing about.
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Your back was in flames, that's why!" I was surprised. "It was? Golly, I didn't feel it! It don't hurt."
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When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home . . .
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TURN HEROES.
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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 that second what Soda and Dally and Two-Bit had been trying to tell me came through. Dar..
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She told me she changed that will," the step-father said. "She once told me she married you because she loved you," Mike said. "Guess she lied to us both."
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stepfamily
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Darry took a step toward me, but I backed away. "Don't touch me," I said. My heart was pounding in slow thumps, throbbing at the side of my head, and I wondered if everyone else could hear it. Maybe that's why they're all looking at me, I thought, they can hear my heart beating..."
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the-outsiders
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If you're going to lead people, you have to have somewhere to go.
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Me hizo gracia que la puesta del sol que ella pudiera ver desde su patio y la que yo veia desde las escaleras de atras fuera la misma. Quiza los distintos mundos en que viviamos no fueran tan distintos. Veiamos los mismos atardeceres.
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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."
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hinton
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En nuestro barrio, cuando tienes trece anos ya sabes donde estan los limites.
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realidad
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Maybe the two worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.
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Asleep, he looked a lot younger than going-on-seventeen, but I had noticed that Johnny looked younger when he was asleep, too, so I figured everyone did. Maybe people are younger when they are asleep. After
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Maybe people are younger when they sleep.
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That's why we're separated," I said. "It's not money, it's feeling--you don't feel anything and we feel too violently."
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It would be a miracle if Dally loved anything. The fight for self-preservation had hardened him beyond caring.
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But it still hurt anyway. You know a guy a long time, and I mean really know him, you don't get used to the idea that he's dead just overnight. Johnny was something more than a buddy to all of us. I guess he had listened to more beefs and more problems from more people than any of us. A guy that'll really listen to you, listen and care about what you're saying, is something rare. And I couldn't forget him telling me that he hadn't done enou..
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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." "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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happy-go-lucky
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En el campo... En el campo... Me encantaba el campo. Queria estar lejos de las ciudades, lejos de la excitacion. Solo me apetecia tumbarme de espaldas bajo un arbol y leer un libro o dibujar, y dejar de preocuparme porque me asaltaran, dejar de llevar una faca o terminar casado con alguna fulana como una cabra. Asi debia de ser el campo, pense ensonadoramente.
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Dally didn't die a hero. He died violent and young and desperate, just like we all knew he'd die someday. Just like Tim Shepard and Curly Shepard and the Brumly boys and the other guys we knew would die someday. But Johnny was right. He died gallant.
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What's a nice, smart kid like you running around with trash like that for?
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Quiero decir, joder, Johnny, tienes a toda la pandilla. --No es lo mismo que tener a los tuyos cuidandote --dijo Johnny simplemente--. Es que no es lo mismo.
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She kind of shrugged. "I could just tell. I'll bet you watch sunsets, too." She was quiet for a minute after I nodded. "I used to watch them, too, before I got so busy."
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It was too late to tell Dally. Would he have listened? I doubted it. Suddenly it wasn't only a personal thing to me. I could picture hundreds and hundreds of boys living on the wrong sides of cities, boys with black eyes who jumped at their own shadows. Hundreds of boys who maybe watched sunsets and looked at stars and ached for something better. I could see boys going under street lights because they were mean and tough and hated the world..
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We needed Johnny as much as he needed the gang. And for the same reason.
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If you're going to lead people, you've got to have somewhere to go.
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motorcycle-boy
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Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold . . ." The pillow seemed to sink a little, and Johnny died."
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Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
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He can get drunk in a drag race or dancing without ever getting near alcohol. In our neighborhood it's rare to find a kid who doesn't drink once in a while. But Soda never touches a drop--he doesn't need to. He gets drunk on just plain living. And he understands everybody.
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But that day...well, Soda can't sit still long enough to enjoy a movie, much less a sermon. It wasn't long before he and Steve and Two-Bit were throwing paper wads at each other and clowning around, and finally Steve dropped a hymn book with a bang--accidentally, of course. Everyone in the place turned to look around at us, and Johnny and I nearly crawled under the pews. And then Two-Bit waved at them. I hadn't been to church since.
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Darry thinks his life is enough without inspecting other people's
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asked,
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Stay Gold Ponyboy
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That was the first time I realized the extent of Johnny's hero-worship for Dally Winston. Of all of us, Dally was the one I liked least. He didn't have Soda's understanding or dash, or Two-Bit's humor, or even Darry's superman qualities. But I realized that these three appealed to me because they were like the heroes in the novels I read. Dally was real. I liked my books and clouds and sunsets. Dally was so real he scared me.
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Some of us never cry at al. Like Dally and Two-Bit and Tim Shepard--they forgot how at an early age.
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I've been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it, he meant you're gold when you're a kid, like green. When you're a kid everything's new, dawn. It's just when you get used to everything that it's day. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's gold. Keep that way, it's a good way to be. I want you to tell Dally to look at one. He'll probably think you're crazy, but ask for me. I don't think he's ever really seen a sunset....
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