“Is love so gross a thing that it must feed upon publication and public notice ? It would seem so.” — Jack London Copy Share Image
“And then there were our sweet stolen moments in the midst of our work—just a word, or caress, or flash of love-light;… — Jack London Copy Share Image
The marriage tie becomes possessed of a history and takes to itself traditions. This history and these traditions form a great fund,… — Jack London Copy Share Image
The great task demanded of man is reproduction. He is urged by passion to perform this task. Passion, working through the imagination,… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“It was all well enough in the Southland, under the law of love and fellowshipm to respect private property and personal feelings;… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Who are you, Martin Eden? he demanded of himself in the looking- glass, that night when he got back to his room.… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“This was a god indeed, a love-god, a warm and radiant god, in whose light White Fang's nature expanded as a flower… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Love cannot in its very nature be peaceful or content. It is a restlessness, an unsatisfaction. I can grant a lasting love… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“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
But nobody else ever romped with White Fang. He did not permit it. He stood on his dignity, and when they attempted… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“It was a pain and an unrest; and it received easement only by the touch of the new god's presence. At such… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Somehow, the love of the islands, like the love of a woman, just happens. One cannot determine in advance to love a… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Like had been replaced by love. And love was the plummet dropped down into the deeps of him where like had never… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence. — Jack London Copy Share Image
“This man had saved his life, which was something; but, further, he was the ideal master. Other men saw to the welfare… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark burn out in a brilliant blaze than it be… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“I am that man, the sum of him, the all of him, the hairless biped who struggled upward from the slime and… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Because of his very great love, he could not steal from this man, but from any other man, in any other camp,… — 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
“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
“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
