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
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
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
As for the primitive, I hark back to it because we are still very primitive. How many thousands of years of culture,… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“The bubbly play of wit, the chesty laughs, the resonant voices of men when glass in hand they shut the grey world… — Jack London Copy Share Image
I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself. — 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
