More from Jack London
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
Jack LondonJack London In a saturated population life is always cheap.
Jack LondonJack London Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.
Jack LondonJack London A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog.
Jack LondonJack London Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.
Jack LondonJack London The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
Jack LondonJack London There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.
Jack LondonJack London But I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind
Jack LondonJack London A man with a club is a law-maker.
Jack LondonJack London Not all the monsters have fangs.
Jack LondonJack London Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
Jack LondonJack London It’s better to stand by someone’s side than by yourself
Jack LondonJack London To be able to forget means sanity.
Jack LondonJack London I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
Jack LondonJack London It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
Jack LondonJack London He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
Jack LondonJack London
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Gerard GleesonGerard Gleeson Like deep water, she was silent. His lips tasted of salt. He was both addicting and bitter all at once.
MoomerMoomer Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov And I would lie on your chest for hours and dream about the world in your arms but your thoughts were in another world.
Ani ShahverdyanAni Shahverdyan Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.
Ranata SuzukiRanata Suzuki Often all we can do is breathe, even that can be hard sometimes.
Julia Kellogg HenryJulia Kellogg Henry I am addicted to your madness drunk on your toxic love. Infect me with your poison, lets make storms rage above.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney The more you fail, recover, and improve, the better you are as a person.
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Not everybody trusts paintings but people believe photographs.
Ansel AdamsAnsel Adams Democracy is the art and science of running the circus from the monkey cage.
H. L. MenckenH. L. Mencken Life is your art. An open, aware heart is your camera. A oneness with your world is your film. Your bright eyes and easy smile is your museum.
Ansel AdamsAnsel Adams I can look at a fine art photograph and sometimes I can hear music.
Ansel AdamsAnsel Adams True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance.
Alexander PopeAlexander Pope To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart.
Alexander PopeAlexander Pope Where thou art, that is home.
Emily DickinsonEmily Dickinson Your body is not your art – it’s your paintbrush. Whether your paintbrush is a tall paintbrush or a thin paintbrush or a stocky paintbrush or a scratched up paintbrush is completely irrelevant.
Glennon DoyleGlennon Doyle
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