But I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind
JACK LONDONThere’s only one way to make a beginning, and that is to begin; and begin with hard work, and patience, prepared for all the dissapointments.
More Jack London Quotes
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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.
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If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
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Love cannot in its very nature be peaceful or content. It is a restlessness, an unsatisfaction. I can grant a lasting love just as I can grant a lasting unsatisfaction; but the lasting love cannot be coupled with possession, for love is pain and desire and possession is easement and fulfilment.
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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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Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
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Intelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel.
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The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
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Go 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.
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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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The function of man is to live, not to exist.
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To be able to forget means sanity.
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Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
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In a saturated population life is always cheap.
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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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