“Man no longer follows instinct with the old natural fidelity. He has developed into a reasoning creature, and can intellectually cling to… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Now it happens that I am a fluid sort of an organism, with sufficient kinship with life to fit myself in 'most… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten. The law was: EAT OR BE EATEN” — Jack London Copy Share Image
“He had opened up for me the world of the real, of which I had known practically nothing and from which I… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“That was a page read and turned over; I was busy now with this new page, and when the engine whistled on… — Jack London Copy Share Image
There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Definitions must agree, not with egos, but with life. Mr. Burroughs goes on the basis that a definition is something hard and… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“There is a patience of the wild--dogged, tireless, persistent as life itself--that holds motionless for endless hours the spider in its web,… — Jack London Copy Share Image
With the aurora borealis flaming coldly overhead, or the stars leaping in the frost dance, and the land numb and frozen under… — 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
All my life I have had an awareness of other times and places. I have been aware of other persons in me.… — Jack London Copy Share Image
The game of life is good, though all of life may be hurt, and though all lives lose the game in the… — Jack London Copy Share Image
There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“And yet the quality of the life is good. All human potentialities are in it. Given proper conditions, it could live through… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“He who steals my purse steals my right to live," was the reply, "old saws to the contrary. For he steals my… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Don’t dash off a six-thousand-word story before breakfast. Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it… — Jack London Copy Share Image
And how have I lived? Frankly and openly, though crudely. I have not been afraid of life. I have not shrunk from… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“We were talking about this yesterday," he said. "I held that life was a ferment, a yeasty something which devoured life that… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Had the cub thought in man-fashion, he might have epitomized life as a voracious appetite, and the world as a place wherein… — Jack London Copy Share Image
He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint,… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!...Oh, to just grip your handlebars and lay down to it, and go… — Jack London Copy Share Image
He was justifying his existence, than which life can do no greater; for life achieves its summit when it does to the… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“He started for the companion stairs, but turned his head for a final word. "Do you know the only value life has… — Jack London Copy Share Image
I remembered my days and nights of sunshine and starshine, where life was all a wild sweet wonder, a spiritual paradise of… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“And all the while the four men lay beside me and watched and made no move. Nor did I move, and without shame I… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“As the days went by, the evolution of LIKE into LOVE was accelerated. White Fang himself began to grow aware of it, though in… — Jack London Copy Share Image
My life shall be free and broad and great, and I will not be the slave to the sense delights which chained my ancient… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“But he knew life, its foulness as well as its fairness, its greatness in spite of the slime that infested it, and by God… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Of her own experience she had no memory of the thing happening; but in her instinct, which was the experience of all mothers of… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat. — Jack London Copy Share Image
“As I, my real self, grew older, I entered more and more into the substance of my dreams. One may dream, and even in… — Jack London Copy Share Image
A good soldier is a blind, heartless, soulless, murderous machine. He is not a man. His is not a brute, for brutes kill only… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“I believe that when I am dead, I am dead. I believe that with my death I am just as much obliterated as the… — Jack London Copy Share Image
