Quote by Jack London Download Open image ““When he was made, the mould was broke," said Pete.”” — Jack London ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Pete thinks we all have a blacking factory: some awful moment, early on, when we surrender our childish hearts as surely as we lose… — Armistead Maupin Copy Share Image
“And I couldn't take my eyes off Pete. He ate dinner like he always did, in three or four huge, whoofing bites, before heading back out front to his cone of warmth, his coffee, his cigarettes, and ghostly tunes piping from his little transistor radio. And most important, to whatever thoughts drowned out the voices of his own family saying… — Patton Oswalt Copy Share
“So there I was a couple of days later eating lunch at the local drugstore, contemplating how I was to explain to Swinson that… — E.R. White Jr Copy Share Image
“I hope your molding skills are up to date. Because really, some things, when broken, are impossible to repair, never mind how much clay… — Elle Aycart Copy Share Image
“Hauck, it’s broken,” he calls. “What?” The human you hoarded.” Quinton repeats, waving his hand toward me in disgust. “Something is wrong with it.”… — Alex Lidell Copy Share Image
“I think Peter was murdered because of what he found out about the company.” — James Frazee Copy Share Image
“Pete couldn't believe how sanctimonious somebody could be just because they'd once had a soldering iron stuck up their arse.” — Alexei Sayle Copy Share Image
“Some people stay broken, others put themselves back together with all the sharp bits showing? He’d” — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“He was, out of all sight (as I remember him), the nicest boy that ever spun a top or broke a window.” — Wilkie Collins Copy Share Image
“Peter was dimly aware on some level that with each swing of his arm, the purity by which his youth was defined was shattering… — Sean J. Quirk 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 say it; though my reason was compelled to struggle hard against my natural impulse to rise up and interfere. I knew life. Of what use to the woman, or to me, would be my being beaten… — 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 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 he was going to have his say on it to the world. Saints in heaven - how could they be anything but fair and pure? No praise to them. But saints in slime - ah, that… — 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 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 the midst of the dream be aware that he is dreaming, and if the dream be bad, comfort himself with the thought that it is only a dream. This is a common experience with all of… — 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 in self defense. All that is human in him, all that is divine in him, all that constitutes the man has been sworn away when he took the enlistment roll. His mind, his conscience, aye, his… — 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 Image
