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The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.

Jack London

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
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
JACK LONDON

Himself Lingering Sleep Wild Wolf
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
The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.
JACK LONDON

Law Lie Man Shame
Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.
JACK LONDON

Carry Destroy Heart Himself Principle
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
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
It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
JACK LONDON

Easy Existence Life Live Place
White Fang knew the law well: to oppress the weak and obey the strong.
JACK LONDON

Law Obedience Oppression Strong Weakness
Intelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel.
JACK LONDON

Behavior Character Cruelty Intelligence Man Stupidity
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.
JACK LONDON

Bone Charity Compassionate Difference Dog Generosity Hungry Yourself
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
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
JACK LONDON

Art Deep Existence Love Reason
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
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

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