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The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.

Jack London

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
Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
JACK LONDON

Deep Philosophy True
His conclusion was that things were not always what they appeared to be. The cub’s fear of the unknown was an inherited distrust, and it had now been strengthened by experience. Thenceforth, in the nature of things, he would possess an abiding distrust of appearances.
JACK LONDON

Appearance Experience Fear Himself Inheritance Nature Strength Trust Unknown
He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
JACK LONDON

Fury Himself Silence Tame
Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
JACK LONDON

Concentration Focus Story Writing
The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
JACK LONDON

Class God Himself Mom
Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.
JACK LONDON

Capture Death Goodness Possession Run
If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
JACK LONDON

Fame Money Popular
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
JACK LONDON

Himself Lingering Sleep Wild Wolf
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
JACK LONDON

End Play Yourself
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
JACK LONDON

Art Deep Existence Love Reason
One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
JACK LONDON

Nature Oneself Philosophy Violence
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.
JACK LONDON

Achievement Appearance Inspirational Invitation Light Yourself
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
The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
JACK LONDON

Description Feeling Language Myself Weakness Word
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Myself Purpose Writing

The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.

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