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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.

Jack London

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.
JACK LONDON

Believe Death Freedom Myself
One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
JACK LONDON

Nature Oneself Philosophy Violence
I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.
JACK LONDON

Live Myself Self Love Thinking World Worth
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
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
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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Affection Bright Existence Fierce Harsh Live Material Quite Spirit Strong Sweet Warm World
The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
JACK LONDON

Animal Eat Food Life Live
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
JACK LONDON

Existence Function Live Man One Liner
Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.
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Carry Destroy Heart Himself Principle
Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
JACK LONDON

Alcohol Normal Truth
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
JACK LONDON

Art Deep Existence Love Reason
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
Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
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Man Poet Writing
Strength is an empty shell.
JACK LONDON

Empty One Liner Strength
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.
JACK LONDON

Goodness Himself Life Live Survive

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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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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