Ponyboy Quote Novels & Stories

She cleared her throat, over-enunciating as though performing Shakespeare at the Globe Theatre. “Love isn’t patient, love isn’t kind… it’s fire, and it burns everything it touches.” She looked at me expectantly, starry-eyed. I wanted to slide under the table and melt into the floor. Was this real life? Was I being forced to quote my own tortured prose like a trained parrot? “Um.” My voice cracked. “Yes, that… that does sound like something I wrote.” “It is!” another boy shouted. “Page two seventy-three, right after the betrayal scene! I highlighted it!”

I braced myself for another ageing, angst-ridden adolescent clinging to Holden Caulfield like gospel. “Do you relate to Holden?” I asked. “No. He’s an idiot.” Relief came swiftly. “Why?” “He’s naïve. He thinks he can stop children from falling off a cliff into adulthood, preserve their innocence. He can’t. Nobody can. We all get corrupted in the end.” “How were you corrupted?” He let out a short, humourless laugh. “Ha.” I shifted direction. “Tell me about your parents, Bobby. When did you last see your father?”

"what's your problem" "You are my problem" OK this boy is certainly bipolar. "What do you mean?" "I mean why on earth would you stand there and let your self get beat up" Damian said angrily. "Excuse me?" What on earth is this boy saying. "When I say run I mean run not stand there and get killed" "Well if I didn't stand there then maybe you would've been dead " he's so ungrateful. And it's my turn to scoff. "Yeah right I can protect myself better "

You ride out of the house tonight ,it's already 11 and I know they will be worried sick. You know what ,no matter what my parents wants me to do ,I would never make them this scared of something happening to me ,so if I were you ,I would just get into that car , ride back home ,get done with that piece of shit they asking me to do and believe that all of this would just be a nightmare. The boys words ate deep into me and I had every reasons to believe that all he said was true ,I couldn't be selected right , after all I wasn't going to be the only girl there "

(≖‿≖) “I’ll show him why he should keep his nasty little paws off my little cabbage!” “Eat my bullets, you rich second generation!!” (ꐦ▔皿▔) “Cabbage stealing pig - die, die, die!” (ꐦ▔皿▔) “Pew, pew, pew! Ha! How do you like that?!” (°ㅂ°╬) The image of two grown men acting like twelve-year-olds was simply too beautiful for words. Noah nearly cracked a rib trying to hold in his laughter every time one of them was sent flying.

"And so you climbed a tree and refused to get down." The teen snorted. "No, man, that would be stupid. Paulsen laughed at me, you know. Pissed me off." Eyes sparkling, Scott suppressed a smile and waited. Sowder looked up. "What?!" "You tell me." The boy shifted his jaw around. "It was a dumb-ass move," he mumbled. "Not your most shining moment, to be sure," Scott agreed, "but you live, and you learn, right? What will you do next time?"

I think she's gone" "I still love you," "Levine, stop," I cry. "Nobody will ever stand to be with someone who uses everybody else to get over a lost cause," "Everybody hates you and will soon leave you," "What's your name?" "You?" "They say, 'All good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you,'" "Please, please! Don't leave!" "I should've left, I should've left the moment I laid my eyes on you," "I hate you,"

“Sorry, I didn't catch that, Pretty boy. Say what?” “I said, my name is Quincy. Do not fucking call me Pretty boy!” Ohh, the rich boy could swear. His voice grew louder with every word. His face flushed upon realizing his outburst. I couldn't help the laughter that was burbling at the pit of my stomach, so I burst out laughing. Right there is a loud crack.

“Come on, Steve! Why did you stop us from teaching that wimpy *ss a lesson, huh? Look at him! He’s a goddamned soy boy. There’s no way we can’t make him eat dirt!” “Yea, he’s right, Steve! Little pretty boy thought he’s some kinda white knight when he challenged you, and that pissed me off like you wouldn’t believe it! He doesn’t stand a chance against all of us together!” “Just look at that scrawny physique. We can break his pretty boy face with the ground until he begs for mercy!”

Afraid of being heard by the teacher, she said angrily, "You are in puppy love!" "Hmm? I wish. " "…" Jacob leaned back to the back of his chair and said lazily, "I’m not young."