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 LONDONLimited minds can recognize limitations only in others.
More Jack London Quotes
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I’d rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.
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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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Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.
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Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
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You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
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Love cannot in its very nature be peaceful or content. It is a restlessness, an unsatisfaction. I can grant a lasting love just as I can grant a lasting unsatisfaction; but the lasting love cannot be coupled with possession, for love is pain and desire and possession is easement and fulfilment.
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I believe that when I am dead, I am dead. I believe that with my death I am just as much obliterated as the last mosquito you and I squashed.
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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.
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Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time.
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There’s only one way to make a beginning, and that is to begin; and begin with hard work, and patience, prepared for all the dissapointments.
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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.
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As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.
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The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
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I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
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