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.
JACK LONDONBut I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind
More Jack London Quotes
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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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The greatest of the arts is the conquering of men.
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Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
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To be able to forget means sanity.
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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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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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Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
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I would rather be ashes than dust.
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One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
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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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You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
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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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Intelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel.
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