I Lie To Myself All The Time.

I Wish I Was A Kid Again, When I Had All The Answers.

...people Get Hurt In Rumbles, Maybe Killed. I'm Sick Of It Because It Doesn't Do Any Good. You Can't Win...even If You Whip Us. You'll Still Be Where You Were Before- At The Bottom. And We'll Still Be The Lucky Ones With All The Breaks. So It Doesn't Do Any Good, The Fighting And The Killing. It Doesn't Prove A Thing.

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. They Shouldn't Hate Each Other.

If You Want To Be A Writer, I Have Two Pieces Of Advice. One Is To Be A Reader. I Think That's One Of The Most Important Parts Of Learning To Write. The Other Piece Of Advice Is 'just Do It!' Don't Think About It, Don't Agonize, Sit Down And Write.

Stay Gold, Ponyboy, Stay Gold.