“I am a greaser," Sodapop chanted. "I am a JD and a hood. I blacken the name of our fair city. I beat up people. I rob gas stations. I am a menace to society. Man, do I have fun!" "Greaser...greaser...greaser..."Steve singsonged. "O, victim of enviornment, underprivelaged, rotton no-count hood!" Juvenile delinquent, you're no good!" Darry shouted. Get thee hence, white trash," Two-Bit said in asnobbish voice. "I am a Soc. I am the privelaged and the well-dressed. I throw beer blasts, drive fancy cars, break windows at fancy parties." And what do you do for fun?" I inquired in a serious, awed voice. I jump greasers!" Two-Bit screamed, and did a cartwheel.” SocGreasersThe Outsiders Author:S.E. Hinton
“pg.1- “I have light brown, almost red hair and greenish-grey eyes. I wish they were more grey, because I hate most guys that have green eyes, but I have to be content with what I have." pg ?- "Can you see the sunset real good from the west side?" She blinked, startled, then smiled. "Real good." "You can see it from the east side, too," I said quietly. "Thanks, Ponyboy." She smiled through her tears. "You dig okay." She had green eyes. I went on, walking home slowly.” SocsGreasersThe Outsiders Author:S.E Hinton
“Maybe people are younger when they sleep.” YoungSleepYouthThe Outsiders Book:The Outsiders Source: The Outsiders