Y'all Were Heroes From The Beginning. You

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 Down Under Street Lights Because They Were Mean And Tough And Hated The World, And It Was Too Late To Tell Them That There Was Still Good In It, And They Wouldn't Believe You If You Did.

...i Knew He Would Be Dead, Because Dally Winston Wanted To Be Dead And He Always Got What He Wanted.

...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.

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.

...but I've Never Regretted It. You Can't Regret Experience.