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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.

Jack London

To be able to forget means sanity.
JACK LONDON

Forget One Liner Peace Sanity
The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
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Animal Eat Food Life Live
Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
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Encouragement Fear Growth Himself
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Inspirational Motivational Start Story
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Myself Purpose Writing
A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
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Better Goodness Joke Measurement Poem Quick
He had come to know quite thoroughly the world in which he lived. His outlook was bleak and materialistic. The world as he saw it was a fierce and brutal world, a world without warmth, a world in which caresses and affection and the bright sweetness of spirit did not exist.
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Affection Bright Existence Fierce Harsh Live Material Quite Spirit Strong Sweet Warm World
The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
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Description Feeling Language Myself Weakness Word
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
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Himself Lingering Sleep Wild Wolf
He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
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Fury Himself Silence Tame
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
JACK LONDON

Ghost Greatness Life Silence Wake Up Way Winter
Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.
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Death Existence Fear Life Mercy Misunderstood
Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.
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Capture Death Goodness Possession Run
I believe that when I am dead, I am dead. I believe that with my death I am just as much obliterated as the last mosquito you and I squashed.
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Believe Death Freedom Myself
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.
JACK LONDON

Growth Hurt Suffering Weakness

The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.

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