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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.

Jack London

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.
JACK LONDON

Goodness Himself Life Live Survive
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
JACK LONDON

Himself Lingering Sleep Wild Wolf
The greatest of the arts is the conquering of men.
JACK LONDON

Art Conquer Greatness Man
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
JACK LONDON

Brilliance Burn Choice Fire Myself Spark
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
JACK LONDON

Art Deep Existence Love Reason
Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
JACK LONDON

Deep Philosophy True
Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.
JACK LONDON

Possession Pursuit Unity
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
JACK LONDON

Existence Function Live Man One Liner
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
JACK LONDON

Ghost Greatness Life Silence Wake Up Way Winter
Age is never so old as youth would measure it.
JACK LONDON

Age Measurement Old Youth
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.
JACK LONDON

Capture Death Goodness Possession Run
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.
JACK LONDON

Alone Death Food Hustle Legs Man Sunrise Walk Yourself
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.
JACK LONDON

Avoid Close Desire Dog Fire Herself Man Thrill
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.
JACK LONDON

Affection Bright Existence Fierce Harsh Live Material Quite Spirit Strong Sweet Warm World
Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
JACK LONDON

Concentration Focus Story Writing

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