A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
JACK LONDONI write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
More Jack London Quotes
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Intelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel.
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The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.
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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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White Fang knew the law well: to oppress the weak and obey the strong.
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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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There’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.
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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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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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Not all the monsters have fangs.
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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
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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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Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
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The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
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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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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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