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By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

That was one thing you found out when you were stoned, or wasted, or feverish: that the world was always turning and that only a healthy mind could block out the sickening whirl of it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

It bewildered Ig, the idea that a person could not be interested in music. It was like not being interested in happiness.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

I'll take the shooting. I'm used to that. I've been shot a few times in the past, and I guess I can stand it, again.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

What a blessed if painful thing, this business of being alive.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

The mad sometimes drilled holes in their own heads to let the demons out. To relieve the pressure of thoughts they could no longer bear. Jude understood the impulse. Each beat of his heart was a fresh and staggering blow felt in the nerves behind his eyes and in his temples. Punishing evidence of life.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

Maybe all the schemes of the devil were nothing compared to what man could think up.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

He had been a demon for just two days, but the time when he knew what it was like to be loved seemed to exist in a hazily recalled past, to have been left behind long ago.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Joe Hill

The people in charge can always justify doing terrible things in the name of the greater good. A slaughter here, a little torture there. It becomes moral to do things that would be immoral if an ordinary individual did ’em.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

Music [is] the third rail of life. You grabbed it to shock yourself out of the dull drag of hours. To feel something. To burn with all the emotions you didn't get to experience in the ordinary run of school, TV, and loading the dishwasher after dinner.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

Because, of course, it wouldn't do to just talk to her. She had spoken to him in flashes of daylight, and he felt he ought to reply in kind.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Joe Hill

The Locke family were my teachers and Keyhouse was my school. I learned from you that in this world, family is the final, most elemental unit of power.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

Aren't you going to tell me I'm not so bad? she asked. Mmm-no. I was thinking how every man loves a hot girl with a history of making mistakes. Because it's always possible she'll make one with you.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

You think you know someone. But mostly you just know what you want to know.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

Innocence ain’t all it’s cracked up to be, you know. Innocent little kids rip the wings off flies, because they don’t know any better. That’s innocence

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

In her experience it was very difficult to offer a man affection and kindness without giving him the impression you were also offering a lay.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

[...] In a lot of ways, I guess Satan was the first superhero.” “Don’t you mean supervillain?” “Nah. Hero, for sure. Think about it. In his first adventure, he took the form of a snake to free two prisoners being held naked in a Third World jungle prison by an all-powerful megalomaniac. At the same time, he broadened their diet and introduced them to their own sexuality. Sounds kind of like a cross between Animal Man and Dr. Phil to me.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

Death and ruin is man's preferred ecosystem.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

... people made the imaginary real all the time: taking the music they heard in their head and recording it, seeing a house in their imagination and building it. Fantasy was always only a reality waiting to be switched on.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Joe Hill

They had been Vince's brothers in a way, and Race was his son, and you couldn't drive a man's family to the earth and expect to live.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

I see God now as an unimaginative writer of popular fictions, someone who builds stories around sadistic and graceless plots, narratives that exist only to express His terror of a woman's power to choose who and how to love, to redefine love as she sees fit, not as God thinks it ought to be. The author is unworthy of His own characters.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Joe Hill

Someone probably a lot smarter than me said hell is other people. I say you're in hell when you don't give to someone who needs, because you can't bear to have less.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

Well. That's helpful. We'll put an APB out on the Gingerbread Man. I'm not hopeful it'll do us much good, though. Word on the street is you can't catch him.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

Carroll was eleven years old when he saw The Haunting in The Oregon Theater. He had gone with his cousins, but when the lights went down, his companions were swallowed by the dark and Carroll found himself essentially alone, shut tight into his own suffocating cabinet of shadows. At times, it required all his will not to hide his eyes, yet his insides churned with a nervous-sick frisson of pleasure. When the lights finally came up, his nerve endings were ringing, as if he had for a moment grabbed a copper wire with live current in it. It was a sensation for which he had developed a compulsion. Later, when he was a professional and it was his business, his feelings were more muted - not gone, but experienced distantly, more like the memory of an emotion than the thing itself. More recently, even the memory had fled, and in its place was a deadening amnesia, a numb disinterest when he looked at the piles of magazines on his coffee table. Or no - he was overcome with dread, but the wrong kind of dread. ("Best New Horror")

By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

I will die like a true-blue rebel. Don't waste any time in mourning - organize.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Joe Hill

One thing I realize now is that you only advertise your beliefs with a t-shirt if you're seriously insecure.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

When you think about it, most of the good ideas came along to make sin a whole lot easier.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

Carol says we speak with one voice. What she doesn't say is that voice belongs to HER. There's only one song to sing these days--Carol's song--and if you aren't in harmony, you can stick a stone in your mouth and shut the hell up.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Joe Hill

When Harper was in among the stones she could see brass plaques screwed into the towering pillars of granite. One listed the names of seventeen boys who had died in the mud of eastern France during the First World War. Another listed the names of thirty-four boys who had died on the beaches of western France during the Second. Harper thought all tombstones should be this size, that the small blocks to be found in most graveyards did not even begin to express the sickening enormity of losing a virgin son, thousands of miles away, in the muck and cold. You needed something so big you felt it might topple over and crush you.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Joe Hill

Terry was cool, cooler then Ig would ever be, but he was afraid. His fear narrowed his vision so that he couldn't see anything except what he stood to lose.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

For a time he read his Neil Diamond bible by the firelight. He paused, twisting nervously at his goatee, considering the law in Deuteronomy that forbade clothes with mixed fibers. A problematic bit of Scripture. A matter that required thought. "Only the devil wants man to have a wide range of lightweight and comfortable styles to choose from," he murmured at last, trying out a new proverb. "Although there may be no forgiveness for polyester. On this matter, Satan and the Lord are in agreement.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

In any random slaughter, the difference between living and dying rarely has anything to do with willpower, or wisdom, or pluck. It's just a matter of where you're standing. Two inches to the right, and the bus hits you. If your office is on the ninety-second floor instead of the ninetieth, you don't make it out in time.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

It's like in the Bible.You can't always get what you want, but if you really need something, you usually find it." "What part of the Bible is that from?" Ig asked her. "The Gospel of Keith Richards?

By Anonym 18 Sep

Joe Hill

Out of the frying pan and into the Fireman.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joe Hill

Was there any human urge more pitiful-or more intense- than wanting another chance at something?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

I mean, when the world comes for your children, with the knives out, it's your job to stand in the way.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

He'd possessed all the key elements of a school shooter: hormones, misery, ammunition. People wondered how something like Columbine could happen. Jude wondered why it didn't happen more often.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Joe Hill

Why am I not good at anything?" "You're a good dad." "It ain't rocket science." No, Vic thought. It was harder.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

Everyone lives in two worlds,” Maggie said, speaking in an absentminded sort of way while she studied her letters. “There’s the real world, with all its annoying facts and rules. In the real world, there are things that are true and things that aren’t. Mostly the real world s-s-s-suh-sucks. But everyone also lives in the world inside their own head. An inscape, a world of thought. In a world made of thought—in an inscape—every idea is a fact. Emotions are as real as gravity. Dreams are as powerful as history. Creative people, like writers, and Henry Rollins, spend a lot of their time hanging out in their thoughtworld. S-s-strong creatives, though, can use a knife to cut the stitches between the two worlds, can bring them together. Your bike. My tiles. Those are our knives.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

Everything that is good in the day is even better in the night.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

I remind myself that no one day of writing matters all that much. A story is built somewhat like a stalactite - one little drip of mud and grit at a time.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

He had no doubt that Merrin had called out to God here in this place while she was been raped and killed, in her heart if not with her voice. God's reply had been that due to the high volume of calls she could expect to be on hold until she was dead.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

God saves - but not now, and not here. His salvation is on layaway. Like all grifters, He asks you to pay now and take it on faith that you will receive later. Whereas women offer a different sort of salvation, more immediate and fulfilling. They don't put off their love for a distant, ill-defined eternity but make a gift of it in the here and now, frequently to those who deserve it least. So it was in my case. So it is for many. The devil and woman have been allies against God from the beginning.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

It was something... the way a person's life picked up speed, the way a life was like a bullet aimed at one final target, impossible to slow or turn aside, and like the bullet, you were ignorant of what you were going to hit, would never know anything except the rush and the impact.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Joe Hill

A pamphlet, no matter how good, is never read more than once, but a song is learned by heart and repeated over and over. And I maintain that if a person can put a few common sense facts into a song and dress them up in a cloak of humor, he will succeed in reaching a great number of workers who are too unintelligent or too indifferent to read.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

I'm sorry to bother you," she whispered. "When I get excited about a movie I want to talk. I can't help it.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Joe Hill

It was like wondering how evil had come into the world or what happens to a person after he dies: an interesting philosophical exercise, but also curiously pointless, since evil and death happened, regardless of the why and the how and what-it-meant.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

He had tried to explain the way he felt to Danny once, about compulsive behavior and time rushing too fast and the Internet and drugs. Danny had only lifted one of his slender, mobile eyebrows and stared at him in smirking confusion. Danny did not think coke and computers were anything alike. But Jude had seen the way people hunched over their screens, clicking the refresh button again and again, waiting for some crucial if meaningless hit of information, and he thought it was almost exactly the same.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Joe Hill

To live for others was to live fully; to live only for yourself, a cold kind of death.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Joe Hill

She had felt good for a few moments, racing across the face of the hill on her old bike, but the happy feeling had burned itself out and left behind a thin, cold rage. She was no longer entirely sure who she was angry with though. Her anger didn't have a fixed point. It was a soft whir of emotion to match the soft whir of the spokes.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joe Hill

It was entirely possible, she saw now, for them to have their cake and rape and murder it, too.