Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
JACK LONDONStrength is an empty shell.
More Jack London Quotes
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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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To be able to forget means sanity.
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You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
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As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.
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Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
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Some sorts of truth are truer than others.
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The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
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The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
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So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you.
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The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.
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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.
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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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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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Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read.
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