The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
JACK LONDONOne cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
More Jack London Quotes
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White Fang knew the law well: to oppress the weak and obey the strong.
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Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
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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 ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
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Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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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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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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If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
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The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
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Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read.
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Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
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It’s better to stand by someone’s side than by yourself
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The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
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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.
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