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The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.

Jack London

The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
JACK LONDON

Description Feeling Language Myself Weakness Word
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
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Ghost Greatness Life Silence Wake Up Way Winter
Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
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Alcohol Normal Truth
The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
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Class God Himself Mom
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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Description Feeling Hate Language Myself Strong Weakness Word
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
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Choice Glow Myself Personality Science Sleep Space
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
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Himself Lingering Sleep Wild Wolf
Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
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Choice Life Meaning Myself Short Sing Song
The greatest of the arts is the conquering of men.
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Art Conquer Greatness Man
In a saturated population life is always cheap.
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Cheap Life Poor Population
Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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Desire Pain Possession Seek
Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
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Concentration Focus Story Writing
You look back and see how hard you worked and how poor you were, and how desperately anxious you were to succeed, and all you can remember is how happy you were.
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Desperate Happiness Hard Work Poor Remember See Success Yourself
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
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Brilliance Burn Choice Fire Myself Spark
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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Couple Desire Fulfill Love Nature Pain Peace Possession Satisfaction
He was a killer, a thing that preyed, living on the things that lived, unaided, alone, by virtue of his own strength and prowess, surviving triumphantly in a hostile environment where only the strong survive.
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Alone Himself Kill Live Prey Strength Strong Survive Virtue

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