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Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.

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
Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
JACK LONDON

Encouragement Fear Growth Himself
Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.
JACK LONDON

Eat Economics Food Man Politics System Word
Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
JACK LONDON

Deep Philosophy True
The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
JACK LONDON

Class God Himself Mom
I would rather be ashes than dust.
JACK LONDON

Choice Fire Myself
Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read.
JACK LONDON

Alone Book Company Friendship Himself Reading
Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
JACK LONDON

Choice Life Meaning Myself Short Sing Song
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
JACK LONDON

Beautiful Inspirational Motivational Start Story
No; I did not hate him. The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings. I can say only that I knew the gnawing of a desire for vengeance on him that was a pain in itself and that exceeded all the bounds of language.
JACK LONDON

Description Feeling Hate Language Myself Strong Weakness Word
Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
JACK LONDON

Design Man Myself Past Skin
You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
JACK LONDON

Dedication Inspirational Wait Yourself
A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
JACK LONDON

Better Goodness Joke Measurement Poem Quick
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
JACK LONDON

Himself Lingering Sleep Wild Wolf
Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
JACK LONDON

Man Poet Writing
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

Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.

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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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