The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
JACK LONDONDesire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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 ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
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Don’t loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club, and if you don’t get it you will nonetheless get something that looks remarkably like it.
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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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Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.
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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.
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The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
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You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.
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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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One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
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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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Go strip off your clothes that are a nuisance in this mellow clime. Get in and wrestle with the sea; wing your heels with the skill and power that reside in you, hit the sea’s breakers, master them, and ride upon their backs as a king should.
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There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.
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Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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