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Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.

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
Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
JACK LONDON

Alcohol Normal Truth
I believe that when I am dead, I am dead. I believe that with my death I am just as much obliterated as the last mosquito you and I squashed.
JACK LONDON

Believe Death Freedom Myself
He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
JACK LONDON

Fury Himself Silence Tame
Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
JACK LONDON

Desire Pain Possession Seek
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
JACK LONDON

Existence Function Live Man One Liner
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Inspirational Motivational Start Story
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.
JACK LONDON

Appearance Experience Fear Himself Inheritance Nature Strength Trust Unknown
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.
JACK LONDON

Desperate Happiness Hard Work Poor Remember See Success Yourself
The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
JACK LONDON

Class God Himself Mom
And how have I lived? Frankly and openly, though crudely. I have not been afraid of life. I have not shrunk from it. I have taken it for what it was at its own valuation. And I have not been ashamed of it. Just as it was, it was mine.
JACK LONDON

Afraid Life Live Myself Open Shame Value
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
JACK LONDON

Art Deep Existence Love Reason
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Myself Purpose Writing
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.
JACK LONDON

Clothes Fight King Power Ride Sea Skill Wings Yourself
Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
JACK LONDON

Encouragement Fear Growth Himself

Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.

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