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The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
Jack London
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Jack London
Age: 40 †
Born: 1876
Born: January 12
Died: 1916
Died: November 22
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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.
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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.
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He had come to know quite thoroughly the world in which he lived. His outlook was bleak and materialistic. The world as he saw it was a fierce and brutal world, a world without warmth, a world in which caresses and affection and the bright sweetness of spirit did not exist.
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I would rather be ashes than dust.
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Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
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I am first of all a white man, and only then a socialist.
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Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!
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He was always striving to attain it. The life that was so swiftly expanding within him, urged him continually toward the wall of light. The life that was within him knew that it was the one way out, the way he was predestined to tread.
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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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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.
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There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.
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Pray do not interrupt me, he wrote. I am smiling.
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Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.
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I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
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It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
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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.
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There is such a thing as anaesthesia of pain, engendered by pain too exquisite to be borne.
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This expression of abandon and surrender, of absolute trust, he reserved for the master alone.
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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.
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