Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
JACK LONDONSome sorts of truth are truer than others.
More Jack London Quotes
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Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.
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Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
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Age is never so old as youth would measure it.
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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.
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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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His conclusion was that things were not always what they appeared to be. The cub’s fear of the unknown was an inherited distrust, and it had now been strengthened by experience. Thenceforth, in the nature of things, he would possess an abiding distrust of appearances.
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You stand on dead men’s legs. You’ve never had any of your own. You couldn’t walk alone between two sunrises and hustle the meat for your belly.
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So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
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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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Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.
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A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
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Not all the monsters have fangs.
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Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
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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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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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