Greasers Quotes

“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.”
― 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.”
― S.E Hinton

“In heist movies, there's always a montage of scenes where the caper crew rehearses for the big day. The greaser person practices maneuvering through a mock laser beam field made up of string. The driver races through obstacle courses, back alleys, and dark city streets. The hacker pounds on her keyboard, staring at screens full of code. The gadget person demonstrates all their clever toys. The key master practices opening a safe. The muscle finds a few security guards to knock unconscious and wrestles guard dogs to the ground. The inside person seduces or befriends the target and gets them to spill their secrets. And the leader organizes it all with the help of her second-in-command.
At least, that's the way it works in the movies. In real life, with a bunch of newbs who are scraping by with low-paying jobs, inflexible hours, difficult bosses, and a bunch of side gigs to make ends meet, just organizing a rehearsal heist was one hell of a task.”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home”
― S. E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“Miré el libro, que estaba sobre la mesa. No quería terminarlo. Nunca pasaría de la parte en que los caballeros sureños cabalgan hacia una muerte segura sólo porque son galantes. Caballeros sureños de grandes ojos negros y vestidos con vaqueros y camisetas, caballeros sureños abatidos bajo las farolas.”
― Susan E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“De repente no era algo personal, mío. Me imaginé a cientos y cientos de chicos que vivían en el lado chungo de cada ciudad, chicos de ojos negros que se asustaban de su propia sombra. Cientos de chicos que quizá mirasen las puestas de sol y las estrellas y que deseasen con todas sus fuerzas algo mejor.
Pude ver a chicos que se ponían debajo de una farola porque eran malos y duros y odiaban el mundo, y era demasiado tarde para decirles que aún quedaban en ellos cosas buenas, y que no te creerían si lo hicieras. Era un problema demasiado vasto para ser una cuestión personal. Tendría que haber alguna ayuda, alguien debería decírselo antes de que fuera demasiado tarde. Alguien debería contar la historia desde su punto de vista, y quizás entonces la gente lo entendería, y no serían tan ligeros a la hora de juzgar a un chico sólo por la cantidad de gomina que lleve.”
― Susan E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“Me senté y cogí la pluma y estuve un minuto pensando. Recordando. Recordando a un chaval guapo, moreno, de sonrisa inquieta y temperamento caliente. A un chico rudo y cabezota, con un cigarro en la boca y una sonrisa amarga en su cara endurecida. Recordando -y esta vez no me dolió- a un quinceañero tranquilo, con pinta de derrotado, al que le hacía falta un buen corte de pelo y cuyos ojos negros tenían una expresión asustadiza. En una semana los tres habían desaparecido.”
― Susan E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“Clare can be our grease woman," Jack offered. "If we have to deal with a pressure-sensitive floor or lasers in the bunker or the vault, she'll be invaluable. She's very flexible and can get through tight spaces. I've seen her bend---"
I choked and spat my drink in Jack's face. It wasn't intentional, but I was also not unhappy his face was in my way.
"Dude..." Gage shook his head.
"That's not what I meant." Jack dabbed at his face with a napkin. "She's a burglar. She's who people call if they need someone to scale a brick wall, descend from the ceiling via a series of cables, or maneuver around a laser hallway."
I had a strong feeling Clare wasn't the type of person to do her flexible twisting and bending in jogging pants and a baggy tee. She would probably put on her whitest Lycra and ask Jack to set up a pretend laser field made out of string so he could watch her practice.”
― Sara Desai, 'Til Heist Do Us Part