“He was a man without a past, whose future was the imminent grave and whose present was a bitter fever of living.” — Jack London Copy Share Image
They were not half living, or quarter living. They were simply so many bags of bones in which sparks of life fluttered… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand. — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Why didn’t you dare it before? he asked harshly. When I hadn’t a job? When I was starving? When I was just… — Jack London Copy Share Image
I early learned that there were two natures in me. This caused me a great deal of trouble, till I worked out… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“It marked, further, the decay or going to pieces of his moral nature, a vain thing and a handicap in the ruthless… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Here was intellectual life, he thought, and here was beauty, warm and wonderful as he had never dreamed it could be. He… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“But, - and there it is, - we want to live and move, though we have no reason to, because it happens… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“On Women: "What do you mean?" Martin asked curiously, passing him a glass. "Here, down this and be good." "Because–" Brissenden sipped… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Why, if there is anything in supply and demand, life is the cheapest thing in the world. There is only so much… — Jack London Copy Share Image
The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten. — Jack London Copy Share Image
. . . and God knows we are sensitive to the suffering that has sometimes broken loose to come billowing forth from… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Life achieves its summit when it does to the uttermost that which it was equipped to do.” — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Oh!--and I speak out of later knowledge--Heaven forefend me from the most of the average run of male humans who are not… — 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
