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Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.

Jack London

Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
JACK LONDON

Choice Life Meaning Myself Short Sing Song
Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
JACK LONDON

Man Poet Writing
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
JACK LONDON

Existence Function Live Man One Liner
Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
JACK LONDON

Design Man Myself Past Skin
Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
JACK LONDON

Concentration Focus Story Writing
Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.
JACK LONDON

Limitation Mindset Recognition
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
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.
JACK LONDON

Afraid Life Live Myself Open Shame Value
It’s better to stand by someone’s side than by yourself
JACK LONDON

Alone Better Choice Support Yourself
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
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
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
But I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind
JACK LONDON

Change Judgement Kind Man Myself Taste
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
Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time.
JACK LONDON

Choice Eat Kill Law Time
In a saturated population life is always cheap.
JACK LONDON

Cheap Life Poor Population

Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.

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