Music [is] the third rail of life. You grabbed it to shock yourself out of the dull drag of hours. To feel… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
... people made the imaginary real all the time: taking the music they heard in their head and recording it, seeing a… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“You know, we might’ve fucked up the planet, sucking out all the oil, melting ice caps, allowing ska music to flourish, but… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
All the world is made of music. We are all strings on a lyre. We resonate. We sing together. — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“Ig had always liked to listen to his father, to watch him while he played. It was almost wrong to say his… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
It bewildered Ig, the idea that a person could not be interested in music. It was like not being interested in happiness. — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“She was prone to whistling bits from 1960s movie musicals and had secret fantasies of being joined in song by helpful blue… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“Christmas was almost four months in the rearview mirror, and there was something awful about Christmas music when it was nearly summer.… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
“It was, I imagine, how bees feel. Not like an individual at all, but like one humming note in a whole world… — 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