To be able to forget means sanity.
JACK LONDONToo much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
More Jack London Quotes
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Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
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I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
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The greatest of the arts is the conquering of men.
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It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
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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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As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.
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The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
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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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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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But I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind
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Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
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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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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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The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
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The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
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