Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read.
JACK LONDONYou look back and see how hard you worked and how poor you were, and how desperately anxious you were to succeed, and all you can remember is how happy you were.
More Jack London Quotes
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Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
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But I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind
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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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Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
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Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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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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To be able to forget means sanity.
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I believe that when I am dead, I am dead. I believe that with my death I am just as much obliterated as the last mosquito you and I squashed.
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Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.
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Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.
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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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I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
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I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
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Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
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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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