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.
JACK LONDONSome sorts of truth are truer than others.
More Jack London Quotes
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Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
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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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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
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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 Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.
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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.
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So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
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Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.
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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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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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I believe that when I am dead, I am dead. I believe that with my death I am just as much obliterated as the last mosquito you and I squashed.
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I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
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I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.
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The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
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He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
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