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In a saturated population life is always cheap.

Jack London

The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
JACK LONDON

Animal Eat Food Life Live
Age is never so old as youth would measure it.
JACK LONDON

Age Measurement Old Youth
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.
JACK LONDON

Alone Death Food Hustle Legs Man Sunrise Walk Yourself
Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.
JACK LONDON

Possession Pursuit Unity
Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
JACK LONDON

Card Deep Goodness Hands Hard Time Hold Inspirational Life Perspective Play Poor
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time.
JACK LONDON

Choice Eat Kill Law Time
Affluence means influence.
JACK LONDON

Influence Meaning One Liner
But I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind
JACK LONDON

Change Judgement Kind Man Myself Taste
Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.
JACK LONDON

Limitation Mindset Recognition
Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
JACK LONDON

Deep Philosophy True
Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.
JACK LONDON

Death Existence Fear Life Mercy Misunderstood
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
JACK LONDON

Brilliance Burn Choice Fire Myself Spark
A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
JACK LONDON

Better Goodness Joke Measurement Poem Quick
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.
JACK LONDON

Affection Bright Existence Fierce Harsh Live Material Quite Spirit Strong Sweet Warm World
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
JACK LONDON

Himself Lingering Sleep Wild Wolf

In a saturated population life is always cheap.

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