“It's okay. We aren't in the same class. Just don't forget that some of us watch the sunset too.”

“It seemed funny to me that the sunset she saw from her patio and the one I saw from the back steps was the same one. Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.”

“Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.”

“Can you see the sunset real good on the West side? You can see it on the East side too.”

“That's why people don't ever think to blame the Socs and are always ready to jump on us. We look hoody and they look decent. It could be just the other way around - half of the hoods I know are pretty decent guys underneath all that grease, and from what I've heard, a lot of Socs are just cold-blooded mean - but people usually go by looks.”

“I guess I just couldn't see standing there -- alive, talking, thinking, breathing, being -- one second, and dead the next. It really bothered me. Death by violence isn't the same as dying any other way, accident or disease or old age. It just ain't the same.”

“We couldn't get along without him. We needed Johnny as much as he needed the gang. And for the same reason.”