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Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.

Jack London

Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
JACK LONDON

Himself Kind Man Place Value Woman
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
He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
JACK LONDON

Fury Himself Silence Tame
The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
JACK LONDON

Description Feeling Language Myself Weakness Word
A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
JACK LONDON

Better Goodness Joke Measurement Poem Quick
Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.
JACK LONDON

Possession Pursuit Unity
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Myself Purpose Writing
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Inspirational Motivational Start Story
I was five years old the first time I got drunk.
JACK LONDON

Age Drink Myself Time
A man with a club is a law-maker.
JACK LONDON

Law Man Power
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
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.
JACK LONDON

Description Feeling Hate Language Myself Strong Weakness Word
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.
JACK LONDON

Afraid Choice Heart Live Myself Sing Song Wild
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
Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.
JACK LONDON

Carry Destroy Heart Himself Principle
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

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