Rumble Fish

Even the most primite societies have an innate resepect for the insane.

I made up my mind that I'd get out of that place and I did...I learned that if you want to get somewhere, you just make up your mind and work like hell til you get there. If you want to go somewhere in life, you just have to work till you make it.

Your mother is not crazy. Neither, contrary to popular belief, is your brother. He is merely miscast in a play. He would have made the perfect knight in a different century, or a very good pagan prince in a time of heroes. He was born in the wrong era, on the wrong side of the river, with the ability to do anything and finding nothing he wants to do.

California is like a beautiful wild kid on heroin, high as a kite and thinking she's on top of the world, not knowing she's dying, not believing it even if you show her the marks.

Yeah," I said. "And I'm gonna look just like him." The black cat paused and looked me over. "No you ain't baby. That cat is a prince, man. He is royalty in exile. You ain't never gonna look like that.

He had strange eyes-they make me think of a two-way mirror. Like you could feel somebody on the other side watching you, but the only reflections you saw was your own.

I could never understand people being scared of things they didn't know nothing about.

If you're going to lead people, you have to have somewhere to go.