The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.
JACK LONDONGo strip off your clothes that are a nuisance in this mellow clime. Get in and wrestle with the sea; wing your heels with the skill and power that reside in you, hit the sea’s breakers, master them, and ride upon their backs as a king should.
More Jack London Quotes
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Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.
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No; I did not hate him. The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings. I can say only that I knew the gnawing of a desire for vengeance on him that was a pain in itself and that exceeded all the bounds of language.
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Life, in a sense, is living and surviving. And all that makes for living and surviving is good. He who follows the fact cannot go astray, while he who has no reverence for the fact wanders afar.
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Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
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In a saturated population life is always cheap.
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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
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She was thrilling to a desire that urged her to go forward, to be in closer to that fire, to be squabbling with the dogs, and to be avoiding and dodging the stumbling feet of men.
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Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.
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He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
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Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
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Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.
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Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time.
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I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.
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Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
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The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
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