“They used to be buddies, I thought, they used to be friends, and now they hate each other because one has to work for a living and the other comes from the West Side. They shouldn't hate each other...”

“They shouldn't hate each other . . . I don't hate the Socs any more . . . they shouldn't hate . . .”

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

“I really do like listening to stuff that's happened to other people. I guess that's why I like to read.”

“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.”

“You know what the crummiest feeling you can have is? To hate the person you love the best in the world.”

“I used to be sure of things. Me, once i had all the answers. I wish i was a kid again, when i had all the answers”