Top 450 Joe Hill Quotes (2026 Update)
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451. “The best time to see her is when the place is almost full.”

— Joe Hill

452. “Hutter thought, not for the first time, that she hated a lot of cops. Ugly, mean drunks who believed the worst of everyone.”

— Joe Hill

453. “It was a curious quirk of Harper’s nature that she grew calmer in the moments when others were most inclined to sink into hysterics; that she was habitually at her most observant and clear-eyed in the very times when others could not bear to see what was happening at all. She would’ve made a fine battlefield nurse. She.”

— Joe Hill

454. “The cat was a gift from Manx, who runs Christmasland in Colorado.”

— Joe Hill

455. “I can Leap back, the plant thinks. Angie can no longer see what she is doing. Her eyes are shut, her thoughts have stopped. One small hand rests on Andy’s neck; the other fist withdraws until the knife points earthward. Down, down, down, the invader demands. Something sighs sharply, and it might be Andy or it might be the entire forest. Leap, Leap, Leap, the Joshua implores.”

— Joe Hill

456. “He had despised that Mary with her idiot smile, symbol of a story that meant nothing, servant of a God who no good to anyone.”

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457. “Still, she shoved herself to her feet, because she needed to do what she could, whether it made a difference or not.”

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458. “The air was rank, and on my left, in a broad green meadow, arranged neatly in pairs, were dead lions and dead walruses and dead gazelles. It was like some horrible parade leading towards a cruel parody of Noah’s ark, a ship for everything that was gone and never coming back, everything that would not be saved.”

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459. “If ghosts have a color, then they are the color of an August thunderstorm getting ready to break.”

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460. “In a lot of ways, I guess Satan was the first superhero.”

— Joe Hill

461. “It is odd how much we want to be in love when you think about how much anxiety comes with it, like a tax on money you won in the lottery.”

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462. “The teenagers who had signed up to be Lookouts loved hustling in the cold, pretending they were marines on a black op. Most of them had been preparing for postapocalyptic stealth missions since they were old enough to pick up an Xbox controller. “Father.”

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463. “In his mind he’s that guy in the cowboy hat from The Walking Dead, wiping out the zombies.”

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464. “But other creatures of the desert do seem to apprehend what is happening. Through the crosshairs of its huge pupils, a tarantula watches Angie’s skin drink in the danger: the pollen from the Joshua mixes with the red blood on her finger. On a fuchsia ledge of limestone, a dozen lizards witness the Leap. They shut their gluey eyes as one, sealing their lucent bodies from contagion, inter-kingdom corruption.”

— Joe Hill

465. “Most people took no more notice of the profoundly deaf than they did of their own shadows. They.”

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466. “Do you spend a lot of nights keeping the fire department in hysterics with creative acts of arson?” “Everyone needs a hobby,” he said. Then.”

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467. “It was, I imagine, how bees feel. Not like an individual at all, but like one humming note in a whole world of perfect, useful music.”

— Joe Hill

468. “The enthusiasm, the swell of sweet courage he heard in her voice, filled him with Seattle-grunge levels of despair.”

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469. “Written in faded blue letters, ornate, almost Gothic, across Gil’s chest, were two lines: It is impossible to go through life without trust: that is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself. – G. Greene.”

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470. “I say you’re in hell when you don’t give to someone who needs, because you can’t bear to have less.”

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471. “It tasted of the oak cask and sweet annihilation.”

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472. “She wasn’t sure good intentions always paved the road to hell, but they for sure weren’t the highest standard of medical care. She.”

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473. “Nor had he wanted to get right with God; he felt that God needed to get right with him.”

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474. “I’ve already visited the lost and lonely place at the end of the world, and all I know is, the only way to keep going is to do the things the people you loved would’ve wanted you to do.”

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475. “At times, my brother made me think of one of those tapered, horned conch shells, with a glossy pink interior curving away and out of sight into some tightly wound inner mystery. You could hold your ear to such a shell and imagine you heard the depths of a vast roaring ocean – but it was really just a trick of acoustics.”

— Joe Hill

476. “An old flame,” Harper said.”

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477. “It was the end of the world, but you could still hit the drive-thru on your way to oblivion.”

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478. “I was so scared of doing the wrong thing I hardly ever did the right thing.” Vic.”

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479. “They are both silent, doubt and grief and fury scuttling between them like beetles in search of a meal. Tetsuo and the girl stare at each other with such deep familiarity that Key feels forgotten, alone – almost ashamed of the dreams that have kept her alive for a decade. They have never felt so hopeless, or so false. “Her name is Key,” Tetsuo says, in something like defeat. He turns away, though he makes no move to leave. “She will be your new caretaker.”

— Joe Hill