Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
JACK LONDONThe aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
More Jack London Quotes
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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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Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time.
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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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So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
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Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
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It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
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He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
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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.
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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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You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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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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Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.
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Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.
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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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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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