Quotes by Jack London

About Jack London:

John Griffith was an American author, journalist, and social activist. A pioneer in the then-burgeoning world of commercial magazine fiction, he was one of the first fiction writers to obtain worldwide celebrity and a large fortune from his fiction alone.
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A man with a club [bat] is a law-maker, a man to be obeyed, but not necessarily conciliated.

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There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. This ecstasy, this forgetf...

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But he is not always alone. When the long winter nights come on and the wolves follow their meat into the lower valleys, he may be seen running at the head of the pack through the pale moonlight or glimmering borealis, leaping gigantic above his fell...

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…and from that moment Buck hated him with a bitter and deathless hatred.

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He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exulta...

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The dominant primordial beast was strong in Buck

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He was sounding the deeps of his nature, and of the parts of his nature that were deeper than he, going back into the womb of Time.

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So said Hair-Face, and they killed him, because, they said, he was a wild man and wanted to go back and live in a tree. It was very strange. Whenever a man arose and wanted to go forward all those that stood still said he went backward and should be ...

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He was a large, fleshy man, weighing at least two hundred pounds, and he quickly became a faithful representation of a quivering jelly mountain of fat.

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It is far easier to see brave men die than to hear a coward beg for life.

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Let beauty be your end. Why should you mint beauty into gold? Anyway, you can’t;

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Lanciò un'occhiata all'amico che leggeva la lettera e vide i libri sul tavolo. Nei suoi occhi apparvero nostalgia e avidità, come l'avidità appare negli occhi dell'affamato alla vista del cibo.

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Culture and collars had gone together, to him, and he had been deceived into believing that college educations and mastery were the same things.

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He was disappointed in it all. He had developed into an alien. As the steam beer had tasted raw, so their companionship seemed raw to him. He was too far removed. Too many thousands of opened books yawned between them and him. He had exiled himself. ...

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Life that did not yearn toward life was in fair way toward ceasing.

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There were not words enough in the English language, nor in any language, to make his attitude and conduct intelligible to them.

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In the height of the gusts, in my high position, where the seas did not break, I found myself compelled to cling tightly to the rail to escape being blown away. My face was stung to severe pain by the high-driving spindrift, and I had a feeling that ...

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Who are you, Martin Eden? he demanded of himself in the looking- glass, that night when he got back to his room. He gazed at himself long and curiously. Who are you? What are you? Where do you belong? You belong by rights to girls like Lizzie Connoll...

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Captain West advanced to meet me, and before our outstretched hands touched, before his face broke from repose to greeting and the lips moved to speech, I got the first astonishing impact of his personality. Long, lean, in his face a touch of race I ...

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Miss West is never idle. Below, in the big after-room, she does her own laundering. Nor will she let the steward touch her father's fine linen. In the main cabin she has installed a sewing-machine. All hand-stitching, and embroidering, and fancy work...

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Author Bio

  • NameJack London
  • DescriptionAmerican author, journalist, and social activist
  • AliasesJohn Griffith Chaney; John Griffith "Jack" London
  • BornJanuary 12, 1876
  • DiedNovember 22, 1916
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Journalist; Novelist; Reporter; Essayist; Autobiographer