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Age is never so old as youth would measure it.

Jack London

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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Appearance Experience Fear Himself Inheritance Nature Strength Trust Unknown
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.
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Bone Charity Compassionate Difference Dog Generosity Hungry Yourself
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
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Beautiful Inspirational Motivational Start Story
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.
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Description Feeling Hate Language Myself Strong Weakness Word
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.
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Alone Himself Kill Live Prey Strength Strong Survive Virtue
Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
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Deep Philosophy True
The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.
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Law Lie Man Shame
If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
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Fame Money Popular
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
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End Play Yourself
She was thrilling to a desire that urged her to go forward, to be in closer to that fire, to be squabbling with the dogs, and to be avoiding and dodging the stumbling feet of men.
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Avoid Close Desire Dog Fire Herself Man Thrill
Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
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Man Poet Writing
You stand on dead men’s legs. You’ve never had any of your own. You couldn’t walk alone between two sunrises and hustle the meat for your belly.
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Alone Death Food Hustle Legs Man Sunrise Walk Yourself
I was five years old the first time I got drunk.
JACK LONDON

Age Drink Myself Time
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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Clothes Fight King Power Ride Sea Skill Wings Yourself
Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
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Choice Life Meaning Myself Short Sing Song
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
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Existence Function Live Man One Liner

Age is never so old as youth would measure it.

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