Stay Gold, Ponyboy, Stay Gold.

... Hey, I Didn't Know You Didn't Like Baloney." I Went Cold. "i Don't Like It. I Never Liked It." Soda Just Looked At Me. "you Used To Eat It. That's Why You Wouldn't Eat Anything While You Were Sick. You Kept Saying You Didn't Like Baloney, No Matter What It Was We Were Trying To Get You To Eat." "i Don't Like It," I Repeated.

You Take Up For Your Buddies, No Matter What They Do. When You're A Gang, You Stick Up For The Members. If You Don't Stick Up For Them, Stick Together, Make Like Brothers, It Isn't A Gang Anymore. It's A Pack. A Snarling, Distrustful, Bickering Park Like The Socs In Their Social Clubs Or The Street Gangs In New York Or The Wolves In The Timber.

Get Smart And Nothing Can Touch You.

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.

It's Okay. We Aren't In The Same Class. Just Don't Forget That Some Of Us Watch The Sunset Too.