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Jack London
Age: 40 †
Born: 1876
Born: January 12
Died: 1916
Died: November 22
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Men do not knowingly drink for the effect alcohol produces on the body. What they drink for is the brain-effect and if it must come through the body, so much the worse for the body.
Jack London
Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past.
Jack London
He became quicker of movement than the other dogs, swifter of foot, craftier, deadlier, more lithe, more lean with ironlike muscle and sinew, more enduring, more cruel more ferocious, and more intelligent. He had to become all these things, else he would not have held his own nor survived the hostile environment in which he found himself.
Jack London
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.
Jack London
Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
Jack London
My mistake was in ever opening the books.
Jack 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 disappointÂment s.
Jack London
A man with a club is a law-maker.
Jack London
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me. I write a book for no other reason than to add three or four hundred acres to my magnificent estate.
Jack London
It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the Wild, the savage, frozen-hearted Northland Wild. (Ch.1)
Jack London
And not only did he learn by experience, but instincts long dead became alive again. The domesticated generations fell from him. In vague ways he remembered back to the youth of the breed, to the time the wild dogs ranged in packs through the primeval forest and killed their meat as they ran it down.
Jack London
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
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.
Jack London
Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
Jack London
Everything is good . . . as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death's horses they run in span.
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
Jack London
This expression of abandon and surrender, of absolute trust, he reserved for the master alone.
Jack London
Then one can't make a living out of poetry? Certainly not. What fool expects to? Out of rhyming, yes.
Jack London
He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars.
Jack London
...in his gambling, he had one besetting weakness -- faith in a system and this made his damnation certain.
Jack London