Top 450 Joe Hill Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “There were little triangles of coconut custard pie on a graham cracker crust for dessert, the best and sweetest thing...”

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302. “Ig laughed at that. The things people said. The effortless way they lied, to others, to themselves.”

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303. “Lake Pontchartrain, huh?”

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304. “She was saying he wasn’t like the children in Christmasland. She was saying he was still himself. But Charlie Manx had said something different. Charlie Manx said blood didn’t come out of silk. Tabitha.”

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305. “A man just can’t earn a living wage selling Smurfpecker in this blighted nation. I have to tell you, heroin dealers and meth slingers have made your country a wretched place to be a simple, honest drug dealer who wants to give his customers a lovingly curated experience. “Tom.”

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306. “The Incas were right to worship the sun, Father. God is fire. Combustion is the one inarguable blessing. A tree, oil, coal, a man, a civilization, a soul. They’ve all got to burn sometime. The warmth made by their passing may be the salvation of others. The ultimate value of the Bible, the Constitution, or any work of literature, really, is that they all burn very well, and for a while they keep back the cold.”

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307. “Resentment is a form of starvation. Resentment is the hunger strike of the soul.”

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308. “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.”

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309. “Time to pour a glass of strawberry Quik – Mr. Beukes liked to use it as an ingredient in his protein shakes, and I liked to use it as an ingredient in my fat ass –.”

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310. “When the song faded out, a woman began a report, “Today in Blessings.” It was news, of a sort. She said word had come in that J. K. Rowling, author of the godless Harry Potter novels, had been killed by firing squad in Edinburgh. Her execution had been televised on what remained of the Web.”

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311. “Ha ha,” he told her. “I get it. Very funny. Everyone loves a good deaf joke. Hey, why did God make farts stink? So deaf people could enjoy them, too.” When.”

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312. “Invent a way not to ged old,” he said. “It is a terrible goddem trick to play on someone. Gedding old is no way to stop being young.”

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313. “What’s He ever done for you?” Ig asked her. “Does he make it hurt less when people laugh at you behind your back? Or more- because for His sake you’re all alone in the world?”

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314. “Only the devil loves humans for what they are and rejoices in their cunning schemes against themselves, their shameless curiosity, their lack of self-control, their impulse to break a rule as soon as they hear tell of it, their willingness to forsake their immortal soul for nookie. The devil knows that only those with the courage to risk their soul for love are entitled to have a soul, even if God does not.”

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315. “There is the True Knot, who live on the road and are in much the same line of work as myself. I leave them be and they are glad to return the favor.”

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316. “Snuffleupagus was real. No.”

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317. “A thousand prayers every minute everywhere and what does God ever say back? Nothing! Because silence never lies. Silence is God’s final advantage. Silence is the purest form of harmony. Everyone ought to try it.”

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318. “Time must be slowed to a crawl to make sense of any scene of true chaos – to show the flurry of human action and reaction going off like multiple strings of firecrackers, all at once. Every.”

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319. “Gold don’t come off. What’s good stays good, no matter how much of a beating it takes. You’re okay. You’ll always be okay.”

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320. “But they could not stay, because you could not raise a baby in a trench.”

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321. “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.”

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322. “A man in a white shirt and black pants leapt from one of the open windows. His hair was on fire. His arms pinwheeled as he dropped out of frame. He was followed seconds later by a woman in a dark skirt. When she jumped, she clasped her hands to her thighs, as if to keep her skirt from flapping up and showing her underwear. Jakob.”

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323. “I’m a Browncoat, man.” “More like turncoat,” Daltry said, and laughed. Flecks of spittle hit Bilbo in the face.”

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324. “Healthy American boobies, that’s what we’re fighting for,” he said. “That needs to be in the Constitution. Every man has a right to life, liberty, and germ-free titties. Learn the drill, girls. If we show up at your front door, be ready to do your patriotic duty and show us your freedom-loving, virus-free knockers.” The.”

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325. “To live for others was to live fully; to live only for yourself, a cold kind of death. The sugar was sweeter when you gave it to someone else to taste.”

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326. “You don’t want to start A Game of Thrones when you might catch fire all of a sudden.”

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327. “Who says we’re smart?′ she asked, in a tone of playful contempt. ‘We never even mastered fire. We thought we did, but you see now, it has mastered us.”

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328. “It’s about the terror of an ordinary life” or “It’s the story of a man shipwrecked in his own mind.” But.”

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329. “Put a stone in your mouth instead of a lie. Put a rock on your tongue instead of gossip.”

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330. “Terror was a fire that held you trapped in the top floor of a burning building; the only way to escape it was to jump.”

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331. “Harper took a can of Spam out of her carpetbag and hunted in the cupboard for something to spread it on.”

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332. “I’m surprised you could get in,” says the big man. “They’ve got to draft a certain number of unqualified inner-city kids to meet their quota. That means a lot less space for people like you.” “People like what?” Fidelman asks, enunciating slowly and deliberately. People. Like. What? Nearly fifty years of being gay has taught Fidelman that it is a mistake to let certain statements pass unchallenged.”

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333. “Any pattern repeated over and over is bound to turn into wallpaper eventually, whether it’s flowers or corpses.”

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334. “It is in fact a world of mud and faeces they desire, a world with no Art in it, or anyone like him, a place where there is no talk of books or God or the worlds beyond this world, a place where the only communication is the hysterical barking of starving and hate-filled dogs.”

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335. “It’s a bigger pain in the ass than rectal cancer.”

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336. “Satan has long been known as the Adversary, but God fears women even more than He fears the devil – and is right to. She, with her power to bring life into the world, was truly made in the image of the Creator, not man, and in all ways has proved Herself a more deserving object of man’s worship than Christ, that unshaven fanatic who lusted for the end of the world.”

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337. “The cicadas buzzed in Bing’s head, like madness.”

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338. “He was like a holy person in a Bible story, someone who can heal the ripped and infected parts of you with a laying-on of hands. You know how Bible stories go. That kind of person, they’re never around long. Losers and jerks put nails in them and watch the air run out.”

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339. “In Vietnam he earned a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star. He was discharged with honors and settled in Florida.”

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340. “You get an astronaut’s life whether you want it or not. Leave it all behind for a world you know nothing about. That’s just the deal.”

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341. “I do not claim that God is dead. I tell you He is alive and well but in no position to offer salvation, being damned Himself for His criminal indifference. He was lost the moment He demanded fealty and worship before He would offer His protection. The unmistakable bargain of a gangster.”

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342. “You sure you’re all right? You aren’t out here pondering dark female thoughts are you?”

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

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344. “Eu ponho uma bola de gude na boca para me lembrar de ficar calado e escutar de vez em quando.”

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345. “For me, a life long bookworm, there was nothing quite so awful as the though of dying fifty pages from the end of a good novel.”

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346. “Men who love the Stones are fixated on cock.”

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347. “The problem with role models is they teach you roles.”

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348. “Humanity is worse than flies. If even one dried nugget of offal survives the flames, we’ll be swarming all over it. Fighting about who owns it and selling the most fragrant chunks to the wealthy and the gullible. You’re afraid it’s the End Times because we’re surrounded by death and ruin. Nurse Willowes, don’t you know? Death and ruin is man’s preferred ecosystem. Did.”

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349. “Ozzy Osbourne has Pomeranians,” the UPS guy said. “I saw them on TV. Cute little dogs like house cats. You ever think about getting a couple cute little dogs like that?”

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350. “The author is unworthy of His own characters. The devil is first a literary critic, who delivers this untalented scribbler the public flaying He deserves.”

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