“He did not playfully shake him, as was his wont, or murmur soft love curses; but he whispered in his ear.'As you… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Life streamed through him in splendid flood, glad and rampant, until it seemed that it would burst him asunder in sheer ecstasy… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Outside, the dogs whine over the wind. They sense the wolves - they sense the wild. It calls to them, like it… — Summer Lane Copy Share Image
