I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.
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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Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.
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He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.
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Go strip off your clothes that are a nuisance in this mellow clime. Get in and wrestle with the sea; wing your heels with the skill and power that reside in you, hit the sea’s breakers, master them, and ride upon their backs as a king should.
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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.
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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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Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.
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Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
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The greatest of the arts is the conquering of men.
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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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The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
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Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
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White Fang knew the law well: to oppress the weak and obey the strong.
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Not all the monsters have fangs.
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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.
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Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
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Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
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To be able to forget means sanity.
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The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
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The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
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A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
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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 be ashes than dust.
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Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
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So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
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You 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.
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I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
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