Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.
Jack LondonJack London A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
Jack LondonJack London 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.
Jack LondonJack London Age is never so old as youth would measure it.
Jack LondonJack London Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.
Jack LondonJack London And 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 LondonJack London 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 LondonJack London The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
Jack LondonJack London I would rather be ashes than dust.
Jack LondonJack London Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
Jack LondonJack London Even with broken wings, she dares to fly. And even with a broken heart, she dares to love.
Divya khandalDivya khandal And I refuse to apologize until the very end for the way that I feel – my feelings are valid too.
Carmen AmadosCarmen Amados Contemplate your own mortality daily, then see how much we must change.
Chris AllchinChris Allchin Poetry is the voice of the soul and the inspiration of the heart.
Teresa PeresTeresa Peres We parted sadly, like children in the street on a pleasant june afternoon.
Iestyn TudorIestyn Tudor And what shall I call you? Yours. In this life, the ones before, and all others thereafter.
Alexandra MichelleAlexandra Michelle
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