I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.
JACK LONDONThe ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
More Jack London Quotes
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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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In a saturated population life is always cheap.
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The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
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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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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.
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Not all the monsters have fangs.
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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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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 Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
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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.
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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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The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.
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Love cannot in its very nature be peaceful or content. It is a restlessness, an unsatisfaction. I can grant a lasting love just as I can grant a lasting unsatisfaction; but the lasting love cannot be coupled with possession, for love is pain and desire and possession is easement and fulfilment.
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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.
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Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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