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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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Jack London
Age: 40 †
Born: 1876
Born: January 12
Died: 1916
Died: November 22
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