Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to… — 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… — Jack London Copy Share Image
The hand descended. Nearer and nearer it came. It touched the ends of his upstanding hair. He shrank down under it. It… — Jack London Copy Share Image
The fortunate man is the one who cannot take more than a couple of drinks without becoming intoxicated. The unfortunate wight is… — 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
You have grudged the very fire in your house because the wood cost overmuch!" he cried. "You have grudged life. To live… — Jack London Copy Share Image
As for me, you wonder why I am a socialist. I'll tell you. It is because socialism is inevitable; because the present… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Men do not knowingly drink for the effect alcohol produces on the body. What they drink for is the brain-effect; and if… — Jack London Copy Share Image
A man with a club [bat] is a law-maker, a man to be obeyed, but not necessarily conciliated. — Jack London Copy Share Image
It is good that man should accept at face value the cheats of sense and snares of flesh, and through the fogs… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past. — Jack London Copy Share Image
The trouble with him was that he was without imagination. He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only… — Jack London Copy Share Image
She was thrilling to a desire that urged her to go forward, to be in closer to that fire, to be squabbling… — Jack London Copy Share Image
But under it all they were men, penetrating the land of desolation and mockery and silence, puny adventurers bent on colossal adventure,… — Jack London Copy Share Image
[Speaking to a group of wealthy New Yorkers] A million years ago, the cave man, without tools, with small brain, and with… — Jack London Copy Share Image
But it did not all happen in a day, this giving over of himself, body and soul, to the man-animals. He could… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Stupid women, and all are stupid, think the first winning of the man the final victory. Then they settle down and grow… — 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
You stand on dead men's legs. You've never had any of your own. You couldn't walk alone between two sunrises and hustle… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Do you know the only value life has is what life puts upon itself? And it is of course overestimated, for it… — 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