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 LONDONI would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
More Jack London Quotes
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Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
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Intelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel.
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Strength is an empty shell.
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Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.
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Affluence means influence.
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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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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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It’s better to stand by someone’s side than by yourself
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Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
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White Fang knew the law well: to oppress the weak and obey the strong.
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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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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.
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The greatest of the arts is the conquering of men.
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A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog.
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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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