Chapter Three

• Socs were always behind a wall of aloofness, careful not to let their real selves show through
• Ponyboy to Cherry: You don't feel anything and we feel too violently
• About Bob: He was wearing three heavy rings
• Ponyboy: wondered vaguely what it was like inside a burning ember
• Johnny: I can't take much more ... I'll kill myself or something
• Ponyboy: my mother was golden and beautiful
• Ponyboy: Darry wheeled around and slapped me so hard that it knocked me against the door