Ponyboy Quote Novels & Stories

"Go wherever you wanna go. But don't you dare to call that a rape before anyone" I just keep listening to him, lowering my eyes. "Otherwise, fuck all the boycott things, I'll make sure you see the dead faces of your mother and Christian"

boy requests "How can i let you go like this do you have any idea how expensive that was Enough now. Give me my money and get the hell out of here" "Money okay I have it wait" One of the boy took out money from his pocket. "You take this money and let us go" Rose saw in her hands it was just a one dollar coin. "What the Fuck, you idiot you throught me as a begger or what Bloody Idiot giving me coins." rose said in anger and she was going to slap that child but somebody hold her hand. Guess who's that? . . . . Guess . . Guess guess. . . .

“I’ve never stooped that low. Trying to kill me? This sloppy little trap—what is this, an insult? No backup, no tricks. Just me. And that’s all I need.” ***

“You have to just trust me.” “Look, my friend, we’ve established that you’re the new kid on the playground.” I sat up, channeling those stupid old mafia movies Tony always sounded like. “I’m telling you how I do it, and if you want to play with my toys, you’re gonna have to pony up.”

"Am not! I'm not a liar!" The boy scoffed, then picked up his pencil case and hurled it at Jovie, screaming, "You're still lying! We don't like liars! Take this! Liar, liar, pants on fire!" "Yes, hit her! My mother says only the poor learn to lie!" "Get her!"

He beamed then. "And Elena? I love you, Ponyo. No matter what. No matter what they say. No matter what they think. You. Only you. Always you." The TV went black for a few minutes, and then his message started to replay, but I could barely see the screen through my tears.

' But I push it aside, focusing on the road ahead. I zip past the pier, taking sharp turns with precision, my bike hugging the curves of the main canyon. I'm in the zone, my senses heightened as I speed towards the finish line. But just as I'm about to cross the line, everything goes blank. 'Who am I to you?' 'YOU'RE NOTHING, BOY! YOU ARE JUST A SPINLESS FAILURE!' 'DO YOU THINK YOUR MOTHER LOVES YOU? IF SHE LOVED YOU, BOY, SHE WOULDN'T HAVE LEFT YOU ALONE AT MY MERCY.'

“Why are you saying these things to me? You promised… you promised you’d get me out. You know I’m innocent, Coby. You know it.” For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then, to my horror, Coby chuckled—a low, cold sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Naive,” he sneered, his eyes glinting with cruel amusement. “So incredibly naive and foolish. It’s almost amusing, really, how clueless you are.”

“You’re a damn good bartender, Jay.” “And you’re a damn good kid,” he whispers, pocketing it gratefully. “Nick, get over here already!” Jimmy shouts. “I was trying to remember… What was that thing your old man used to say about--?” “Shit, Jimmy, I know you idolized the bastard, but he’s rolling in his grave tonight, hearing the way you fuck up stories you weren’t even there for.”

He’d never seen her so upset. He was afraid of alienating her. She might cut him off. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that, Sonny Boy.” Sonny Boy became sweet again. “You’re someone very special, Dink. It’s time you realized that about yourself.” “I’m still a week away from payday.” “Oh, payday, smayday, never let payday get in your way. Sonny Boy’s always got a way to pay.” “Listen, suppose I do some cheap shit now and get back to the pure shit next month?”