Stay gold, Ponyboy, stay gold.

You know a guy a longtime, and I mean really know him, you don't get used to the idea that he's dead just overnight.

Go home all you boys who fought with me and help build up the shattered fortunes of our old state

Can you see the sunset real good on the West side? You can see it on the East side too.

He'll have to do without me, Jamie thought, not looking back. And then clearly, as if he'd been told, he knew Grenville /could/ do without him. There was somewhere else he had to go now, somewhere else he had to be.

It's okay. We aren't in the same class. Just don't forget that some of us watch the sunset too.