Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand. — Jack London Copy Share Image
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life. — Jack London Copy Share Image
“They had seen life, and done deeds, and lived romances, but they did not know it.” — Jack London Copy Share Image
Then one can't make a living out of poetry? Certainly not. What fool expects to? Out of rhyming, yes. — Jack London Copy Share Image
Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death. — 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
“...his ardors and toils were in themselves self-remunerative. They were expressions of life, and life is always happy when it is expressing… — 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
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
“He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in their significances.” — Jack London Copy Share Image
A human life the treasure of the world cannot buy; nor can it redeem one which is misspent; nor can it make… — 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
I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it… — 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. 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
My life shall be free and broad and great, and I will not be the slave to the sense delights which chained… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Life, in a sense, is living and surviving. And all that makes for living and surviving is good. He who follows the… — 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
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
The pitch to which he was aroused was tremendous. All the fighting blood of his breed was up in him and surging… — 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
“But he knew life, its foulness as well as its fairness, its greatness in spite of the slime that infested it, and… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“On Religion and Science: "You cannot answer Berkeley, even if you have annihilated Kant, and yet, perforce, you assume that Berkeley is… — 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
The life that is demanding to be born is limitless. Nature is a spendthrift. Look at the fish and their millions of… — 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
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
“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
“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
“You have read Darwin," I said. "But you read him misunderstandingly when you conclude that the struggle for existence sanctions your wanton… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“I have indeed lived life in a very rough school and have seen more than the average man's share of inhumanity 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
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
He was always striving to attain it. The life that was so swiftly expanding within him, urged him continually toward the wall… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“He must master or be mastered; while to show mecy was a weakness. Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It… — Jack London Copy Share Image
To have a full stomach, to daze lazily in the sunshine--such things were remuneration in full for his adors and toils, while… — 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
“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
“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
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
“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
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
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
“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
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
“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
“He wastes his time over his writing, trying to accomplish what geniuses and rare men with college educations sometimes accomplish.” — Jack London Copy Share
“Strength is an empty shell. One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself. Show me a man… — Jack London Copy Share
I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of… — Jack London Copy Share
