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Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.

Jack London

As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.
JACK LONDON

Growth Hurt Suffering Weakness
Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read.
JACK LONDON

Alone Book Company Friendship Himself Reading
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
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.
JACK LONDON

Alone Himself Kill Live Prey Strength Strong Survive Virtue
Don’t loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club, and if you don’t get it you will nonetheless get something that looks remarkably like it.
JACK LONDON

Achievement Appearance Inspirational Invitation Light Yourself
Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
JACK LONDON

Himself Kind Man Place Value Woman
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Inspirational Motivational Start Story
You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
JACK LONDON

Dedication Inspirational Wait Yourself
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
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
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
Strength is an empty shell.
JACK LONDON

Empty One Liner Strength
Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
JACK LONDON

Card Deep Goodness Hands Hard Time Hold Inspirational Life Perspective Play Poor
I would rather be ashes than dust.
JACK LONDON

Choice Fire Myself
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
To be able to forget means sanity.
JACK LONDON

Forget One Liner Peace Sanity

Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.

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