45 Quotes by S.E. Hinton

En el campo…En el campo… Me encantaba el campo. Quería estar lejos de las ciudades,lejos de la excitación. Sólo me apetecía tumbarme de espaldas bajo un árbol yleer un libro o dibujar, y dejar de preocuparme porque me asaltaran, dejar dellevar una faca o terminar casado con alguna fulana como una cabra. Así debíade ser el campo, pensé ensoñadoramente.

Okay greasers, you've had it.

En nuestro barrio, cuando tienes trece años ya sabes dónde están los límites.

Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold . . .” The pillow seemed to sink a little, and Johnny died.

We're almost as close as brothers; when you grow up in a tight-knit neighborhood like ours you get to know each other real well.

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.

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.

Quiero decir, joder, Johnny, tienes a toda la pandilla.—No es lo mismo que tener a los tuyos cuidándote —dijo Johnny simplemente—. Es que no es lo mismo.

Johnny was the only thing Dally loved. And now Johnny was gone.