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Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.

Jack London

So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read.
JACK LONDON

Alone Book Company Friendship Himself Reading
Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
JACK LONDON

Man Poet Writing
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
I would rather be ashes than dust.
JACK LONDON

Choice Fire Myself
There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.
JACK LONDON

Alive Beyond Forget Life Live Oneself Rise
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
JACK LONDON

Ghost Greatness Life Silence Wake Up Way Winter
It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
JACK LONDON

Easy Existence Life Live Place
One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
JACK LONDON

Nature Oneself Philosophy Violence
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
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
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
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.
JACK LONDON

Goodness Himself Life Live Survive
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.
JACK LONDON

Bone Charity Compassionate Difference Dog Generosity Hungry Yourself
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.
JACK LONDON

Afraid Choice Heart Live Myself Sing Song Wild
Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.
JACK LONDON

Eat Economics Food Man Politics System Word

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