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He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.

Jack London

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
As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.
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Growth Hurt Suffering Weakness
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
Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
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Deep Philosophy True
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
Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
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Concentration Focus Story Writing
Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.
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Capture Death Goodness Possession Run
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
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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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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Afraid Life Live Myself Open Shame Value
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
Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
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Man Poet Writing
Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
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Design Man Myself Past Skin
Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time.
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Choice Eat Kill Law Time
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
You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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Dedication Inspirational Wait Yourself

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