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He was sounding the deeps of his nature, and of the parts of his nature that were deeper than he, going back into the womb of Time. By Jack London
Of course it was beautiful; but there was something more than beauty in it, something more stingingly splendid which had made beauty its handmaiden. By Jack London
Cruelty, as a fine art, has attained its perfect flower in the trained-animal world. By Jack London
The champagne is already flat. The sparkle and bubble has gone out and it is a tasteless drink. By Jack London
The human race is doomed to sink back farther and farther into the primitive night ere again it begins its bloody climb upward to civilization. By Jack London
Drink," says the White Logic. "The Greeks believed that the gods gave them wine so that they might forget the miserableness of existence. By Jack London
Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death. By Jack London
For the last time in his life he allowed passion to usurp cunning and reason, By Jack London
He was never disturbed over why a thing happened. How it happened was sufficient for him. By Jack London
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. By Jack London
Now it happens that I am a fluid sort of an organism, with sufficient kinship with life to fit myself in 'most anywhere. By Jack London
There were not words enough in the English language, nor in any language, to make his attitude and conduct intelligible to them. By Jack London
Never did he fail to respond savagely to the chatter of the squirrel he had first met on the blasted pine. By Jack London
Too many thousands of opened books yawned between them and him. He had exiled himself. By Jack London
Growth is life, and life is for ever destined to make for light. By Jack London
Their hate bound them together as love could never bind. By Jack London
He had killed man, the noblest game of all, and he had killed in the face of the law of club and fang. By Jack London
From ourselves, she completed, with a most adorable smile, whimsical as I had never seen it, for it was whimsical with love. By Jack London
Here were we, drawn together by mutual rage and the impulse toward cooperation, led off into forgetfulness by the establishment of a rude rhythm. By Jack London
She was pure, it was true, as he had never dreamed of purity; but cherries stained her lips. By Jack London
Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past. By Jack London
At once he became an enigma. One side or the other of his nature was perfectly comprehensible; but both sides together were bewildering. By Jack London
Took out six fish. One Ear didn't get no fish. I came back to the bag afterward an' got 'm his fish." "We've By Jack London
Life that did not yearn toward life was in fair way toward ceasing. By Jack London
I was not made for the desk and counting-house, for petty business squabbling, and legal jangling. By Jack London
Don't write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen. By Jack London
impossible . . . and . . . and I so loved our partnership, and was proud of it. Don't you see? - I can't go on being your partner if you make By Jack London
It's better to stand by someone's side than by yourself By Jack London
You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. By Jack London
Culture and collars had gone together, to him, and he had been deceived into believing that college educations and mastery were the same things. By Jack London
He wastes his time over his writing, trying to accomplish what geniuses and rare men with college educations sometimes accomplish. By Jack London
PLEASE DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT KNOCKING.PLEASE DO NOT KNOCK. By Jack London
to squirm my little space in the cosmic dust whence I came, By Jack London
I'll have you know I do the swearing on this ship. If I need your assitance I'll call you. Capt. Wolf Larsen By Jack London
When I think of the play of force and matter, and all the tremendous struggle of it, I feel as if I could write an epic on the grass. By Jack London
Life is not always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well. By Jack London
Sometimes it seems to me that all the world, all life, everything, had taken up residence inside of me and was clamoring for me to be the spokesman. By Jack London
puny adventurers bent on colossal adventure, pitting By Jack London
Old longings nomadic leap, Chafing at custom's chain; Again from its brumal sleep Wakens the ferine strain. By Jack London
Is love so gross a thing that it must feed upon publication and public notice ? It would seem so. By Jack London
I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet. By Jack London
Lobby - a peculiar institution for bribing, bulldozing, and corrupting the legislators who were supposed to represent the people's interests. By Jack London
Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles. By Jack London
Dark spruce frowned on either side of the frozen waterway. By Jack London
Times have changed since Christ's day. A rich man to-day who gives all he has to the poor is crazy. There is no discussion. Society has spoken. By Jack London
Thirty thousand a year was all right, but dyspepsia and inability to be humanly happy robbed such princely income of all its value. By Jack London
Life's a game and men the gamblers. They'll stake their whole pile on the one chance in a thousand. Take away that one chance, and - they won't play. By Jack London
I am first of all a white man, and only then a socialist. By Jack London
It was heartbreaking, only Buck's heart was unbreakable. By Jack London
No, sir. Go to hell sir. It's the best I can do for you sir. By Jack London
Such verdicts are crimes against truth. The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly. By Jack London
There are things greater than our wisdom, beyond our justice. The right and wrong of this we cannot say, and it is not for us to judge. By Jack London
Make good the good in you ... and you will slowly steal into the Hawaiian heart, which is all of softness, and gentleness, and sweetness. By Jack London
A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration. By Jack London
He had a method of accepting things, without questioning the why and wherefore. By Jack London
In a flash Buck knew it. The time had come. It was to the death. By Jack London
Let beauty be your end. Why should you mint beauty into gold? Anyway, you can't; By Jack London
In short, Beauty Smith was a monstrosity, and the blame of it lay elsewhere. He was not responsible. The clay of him had been moulded in the making. By Jack London
Beauty is the only master to serve. By Jack London
never thought about it so abstractly," he confessed. "I've been too busy puzzling over why I came here. By Jack London
You stand on dead men's legs. You've never had any of your own. You couldn't walk alone between two sunrises and hustle the meat for your belly By Jack London
Then one can't make a living out of poetry? Certainly not. What fool expects to? Out of rhyming, yes. By Jack London
They were not half living, or quarter living. They were simply so many bags of bones in which sparks of life fluttered faintly. By Jack London
White Fang knew the law well: to oppress the weak and obey the strong. By Jack London
Class supremacy can rest only on class degradation By Jack London
Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time. By Jack London
Wakens the ferine strain. By Jack London
Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united. By Jack London
The game of life is good, though all of life may be hurt, and though all lives lose the game in the end. By Jack London
The Stone the Builders Rejected. By Jack London
Well, I am going to exercise my prerogative of roaring and show you how fares nobility. Watch me. By Jack London
His bondage had softened him. Irresponsibility had weakened him. He had forgotten how to shift for himself. The night yawned about him. By Jack London
Intelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel. By Jack London
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life. By Jack London
It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all. By Jack London
Such words he spoke, but they are not his words. He was a vulgar, low-minded man, and vile oaths fell continually from his lips. By Jack London
Also he saw one dog, that would neither conciliate nor obey, finally killed in the struggle for mastery. By Jack London
He was a man without a past, whose future was the imminent grave and whose present was a bitter fever of living. By Jack London
more you drinkmore you want By Jack London
Age is never so old as youth would measure it. By Jack London
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you. By Jack London
Some maundering fancy of going out with the tide suddenly obsessed me. By Jack London
you don't know the game of buying brains. I do. That's my specialty. I'm going to make money out of them, By Jack London
I reckon you've called the turn, Bill. That wolf's a dog, an' it's eaten fish many's the time from the hand of man. (ch. 2.) By Jack London
Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand. By Jack London
Pray do not interrupt me," he wrote. "I am smiling. By Jack London
In his gambling, he had one besetting weakness faith in a system; and this made his damnation certain. By Jack London
Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time. By Jack London
Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on. By Jack London
God is bad, truth is a cheat, and life is a joke. By Jack London
Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession. By Jack London
A man with a club is a law-maker. By Jack London
If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash. By Jack London
The greatest of the arts is the conquering of men. By Jack London
He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in their significances. By Jack London
They seemed to share the kindliness and largeness of John Thornton. By Jack London
Sacredam!" he cried, when his eyes lit upon Buck. "Dat one dam bully dog! Eh? How moch? By Jack London
Then the business game is to make profits out of others, and to prevent others from making profits out of you. By Jack London
The function of man is to live, not to exist. By Jack London
It was idle, he knew, to get between a fool and his folly; while two or three fools more or less would not alter the scheme of things. By Jack London
How strange and changeful is life! How small a thing is needed to make or ruin us! By Jack London
Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others. By Jack London
This expression of abandon and surrender, of absolute trust, he reserved for the master alone. By Jack London
Rise from the mud, let the sunshine clense your eyes, and thrust your shoulders into the stars! By Jack London
For he could scarcely make them move together to grip a twig, and they seemed remote from his body and from him. By Jack London
Bitter rage was his, but never blind rage. In passion to rend and destroy, he never forgot that his enemy was in like passion to rend and destroy. By Jack London
The metaphysician reasons deductively out of his own subjectivity. The scientist reasons inductively from the facts of experience. By Jack London
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept. By Jack London
I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself. By Jack London
I'd rather be ashes than dust By Jack London
Well, Buck my boy. By Jack London
It is not in what you succeed in doing that you get your joy, but in the doing of it. By Jack London
A man with a club [bat] is a law-maker, a man to be obeyed, but not necessarily conciliated. By Jack London
There is no God but Fact, and Mr. Everhard is its prophet, By Jack London
And, dying, he declined to die. By Jack London
There is such a thing as anesthesia of pain, engendered by pain too exquisite to be borne. By Jack London
Every book was a peep-hole into the realm of knowledge. His hunger fed upon what he read, and increased. By Jack London
She had liked him for himself, that was indisputable. And yet, much as she had liked him she had liked the bourgeois standard of valuation more. By Jack London
It is far easier to see brave men die than to hear a coward beg for life. By Jack London
Who Has Won to Mastership By Jack London
He was not immoral, but merely unmoral. By Jack London
Now, you red-eyed devil," he said, By Jack London
One cannot violate the promptings of one's nature without having that nature recoil upon itself. By Jack London
I wandered all these years among A world of women, seeking you. By Jack London
He had been suddenly jerked from the heart of civilization and flung into the heart of things primordial. By Jack London
Again from its brumal sleep By Jack London
Thus he learned hurt; and on top of it he learned to avoid hurt, first, by not incurring the risk of it... By Jack London
I was jealous; therefore I loved. By Jack London
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence. By Jack London
I would rather be ashes than dust. By Jack London
Sled shot downhill at their heels. By Jack London
Hurts you. It is an everlasting pain in you, a wound that does not heal, a knife of flame. By Jack London
Buck found it to be cheaper to mend his ways than to retaliate. By Jack London
He was a silent fury who no torment could tame. By Jack London
It was the worst hurt he had ever known. By Jack London
Don't loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club. By Jack London
In a saturated population life is always cheap. By Jack London
woe of unnumbered generations By Jack London
To be able to forget means sanity. By Jack London
The clay of White Fang had been molded until he became what he was, morose and lonely, unloving and ferocious, the enemy of all his kind. By Jack London
You must come to read the face of life with understanding. By Jack London
They were firemakers! They were gods! [humans] By Jack London
Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal. By Jack London
No man can be intellectually insulted. Insult, in its very nature, is emotional. By Jack London
Everything is good ... as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death's horses they run in span. By Jack London
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. By Jack London
a starched collar affected him as a renunciation of freedom. By Jack London
Affluence means influence. By Jack London
In dim ways he recognised in man the animal that had fought itself to primacy over the other animals of the Wild. By Jack London
And at the instant he knew, he ceased to know. By Jack London
But the Wild is the Wild, and motherhood is motherhood, at all times fiercely protective whether in the Wild or out of it. By Jack London
For the pride of trace and trail was his, and sick unto death, he could not bear that another dog should do his work. By Jack London
Any man who was a man could travel alone. By Jack London
Darn the wheel of the world! Why must it continually turn over? Where is the reverse gear? By Jack London
I was five years old the first time I got drunk. By Jack London
The dark circle became a dot on the moon-flooded snow as Spitz disappeared from view. By Jack London
Too much is written by the men who can't write about the men who do write. By Jack London
Having no new companions, nothing remained for him but to read. By Jack London
The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings. By Jack London
Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat. By Jack London
Sagacious agent could, I suppose, be desired, By Jack London
Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten. The law was: EAT OR BE EATEN. By Jack London
But I am I. And I won't subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind By Jack London
Some sorts of truth are truer than others. By Jack London
Chafing at custom's chain; By Jack London
John Barleycorn's inhibition rises like a wall betweenone's immediate desires and long-learned morality. By Jack London
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage. By Jack London
Though alone, he was not lost. By Jack London
Wherever there is an ascendant class, a large portion of the morality emanates from its class interests and its class feelings of superiority. By Jack London
The dominant primordial beast was strong in Buck By Jack London
When he was made, the mould was broke," said Pete. By Jack London
He alone rated himself beyond diamonds and rubies By Jack London
Sometimes they went hungry, sometimes they feasted riotously, all according to the abundance of game and the fortune of hunting. By Jack London
The same amazing blush he had seen once By Jack London
Ngari-ngari - literally By Jack London
San Francisco is gone. Nothing remains of it but memories. By Jack London
A wolf does not think like a human. By Jack London
With the last remnant of his strength By Jack London
The myriads that raise the cry of hunger wail in the greatest empire in the world By Jack London
Man always gets less than he demands from life. By Jack London
Strength is an empty shell. By Jack London
The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class. By Jack London
Then he dozed off to sleep and to dream dreams that for madness and audacity rivalled those of poppy-eaters By Jack London
the human soul is a lonely thing By Jack London
Do you know the only value life has is what life puts on itself? By Jack London
As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt. By Jack London
... and from that moment Buck hated him with a bitter and deathless hatred. By Jack London
Told me a thing about yourself. All that I know By Jack London
Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them. By Jack London
He was older than the days he had seen and the breaths he had drawn. By Jack London
They, as a class, believed that they alone maintained civilization. By Jack London
My mistake was in ever opening the books. By Jack London
Wolf - tis what he is. He's not blackhearted like some men. 'Tis no heart he has at all. By Jack London
