There’s only one way to make a beginning, and that is to begin; and begin with hard work, and patience, prepared for all the dissapointments.
JACK LONDONTo be able to forget means sanity.
More Jack London Quotes
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You look back and see how hard you worked and how poor you were, and how desperately anxious you were to succeed, and all you can remember is how happy you were.
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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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I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
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You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
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The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
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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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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 most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
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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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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 function of man is to live, not to exist.
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He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
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Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read.
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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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