“a room full of books smelled like dessert: a sweet snack made of figs, vanilla, glue, and cleverness.” — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“Vic smelled the vast vault filled with books before she saw it, because her eyes required time to adjust to the cavernous… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“The last man she'd dated said something to her, shortly before they broke up: 'I don't know, maybe I'm boring, but I… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“Hey! I get to sleep in a library and read books all night! Without pity, where would I be? I'm a total… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for the first time that… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“If books were girls and reading was s-ss-ssss-fucking, this would be the biggest whorehouse in the county and I'd be the most… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“Finish the book. Finish the book, regardless of how bad it is. You can make it better in a rewrite.” — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“She breathed deeply and smelled water-logged books, the perfume of rotting cardboard and paper that had dried beneath the furnace of the… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“It is in fact a world of mud and faeces they desire, a world with no Art in it, or anyone like… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“Eddie Carroll had just come in from outside, and read Noonan's letter standing in the mudroom. He flipped to the beginning of… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“I tell writers not to think about writing short stories or novels. Just write one good scene. And then a novel becomes… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
A pamphlet, no matter how good, is never read more than once, but a song is learned by heart and repeated over… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
I see God now as an unimaginative writer of popular fictions, someone who builds stories around sadistic and graceless plots, narratives that… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
Music [is] the third rail of life. You grabbed it to shock yourself out of the dull drag of hours. To feel something. To… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“He had despised that Mary with her idiot smile, symbol of a story that meant nothing, servant of a God who no good to… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“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… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
I have nothing to say for myself, only that I have always tried to make this earth a little bit better — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“Vic’s father was badass. Other dads built things. Hers blew shit up and rode away on a Harley, smoking the cigarette he used to… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
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… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“The air was rank, and on my left, in a broad green meadow, arranged neatly in pairs, were dead lions and dead walruses and… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“a room full of books smelled like dessert: a sweet snack made of figs, vanilla, glue, and cleverness.” — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“When you were a Goth, it was important to at least imply the possibility you might burst into flames in direct sunlight.” — Joe Hill Copy Share Image