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 LONDONLife, 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 LONDONShow me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
JACK LONDONAnd how have I lived? Frankly and openly, though crudely. I have not been afraid of life. I have not shrunk from it. I have taken it for what it was at its own valuation. And I have not been ashamed of it. Just as it was, it was mine.
JACK LONDONOne cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
JACK LONDONYou 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.
JACK LONDONThere’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.
JACK LONDONSome sorts of truth are truer than others.
JACK LONDONLife is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
JACK LONDONDon’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
JACK LONDONIntelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel.
JACK LONDONA 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 LONDONAge is never so old as youth would measure it.
JACK LONDONMan rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
JACK LONDONThe Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
JACK LONDONShe 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.
JACK LONDONMercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.
JACK LONDON