And not only did he learn by experience, but instincts long dead became alive again. The domesticated generations fell from him. In… — 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
There is another way of disqualifying the metaphysicians.... Judge them by their works. What have they done for mankind beyond the spinning… — Jack London Copy Share Image
He had learned well the law of club and fang, and he never forewent an advantage or drew back from a foe… — 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
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you. — Jack London Copy Share Image
On the sled, in the box, lay a third man whose toil was over, - a man whom the Wild had conquered… — Jack London Copy Share Image
There's only one way to make a beginning, and that is to begin; and begin with hard work, and patience, prepared for… — 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
