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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.

Jack London

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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Eat Economics Food Man Politics System 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
Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
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Encouragement Fear Growth Himself
Strength is an empty shell.
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Empty One Liner Strength
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
It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
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Easy Existence Life Live Place
I was five years old the first time I got drunk.
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Age Drink Myself Time
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.
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Afraid Life Live Myself Open Shame Value
Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
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Alcohol Normal Truth
Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
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Deep Philosophy True
White Fang knew the law well: to oppress the weak and obey the strong.
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Law Obedience Oppression Strong Weakness
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.
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Avoid Close Desire Dog Fire Herself Man Thrill
The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
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Animal Eat Food Life Live
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
If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
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Fame Money Popular
It’s better to stand by someone’s side than by yourself
JACK LONDON

Alone Better Choice Support Yourself

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