Quotes of Jack London

“ A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog. ”

- Jack London

“ You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. ”

- Jack London

“ I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. ”

- Jack London

“ Life is not always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well. ”

- Jack London

“ Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past. ”

- Jack London

“ Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well. ”

- Jack London

“ But especially he loved to run in the dim twilight of the summer midnights, listening to the subdued and sleepy murmurs of the forest, reading signs and sounds as a man may read a book, and seeking for the mysterious something that called, waking or sleeping, at all times, for him to come. ”

- Jack London

“ The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life. ”

- Jack London

“ Life is not always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well. ”

- Jack London

“ Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past. ”

- Jack London

“ You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. ”

- Jack London

“ You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. ”

- Jack London

“ Life is not always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well. ”

- Jack London

“ I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry. rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time. ”

- Jack London

“ 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 exultantly under the stars. ”

- Jack London

“ I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dryrot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time. ”

- Jack London

“ 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 forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame; it comes to the soldier, warmad in a stricken field and refusing quarter; and it came to Buck, leading the pack, sounding the old wolfcry, straining after the food that was alive and that fled swiftly before him through the moonlight. ”

- Jack London

“ Do you know the only value life has is what life puts upon itself? And it is of course overestimated, for it is of necessity prejudiced in its own favour. Take that man I had aloft. He held on as if he were a precious thing, a treasure beyond diamonds of rubies. To you? No. To me? Not at all. To himself? Yes. But I do not accept his estimate. He sadly overrates himself. There is plenty more life demanding to be born. Had he fallen and dripped his brains upon the deck like honey from the comb, there would have been no loss to the world. The supply is too large. ”

- Jack London

“ He had no conscious knowledge of death, but like every animal of the Wild, he possessed the instinct of death. To him it stood as the greatest of hurts. It was the very essence of the unknown; it was the sum of the terrors of the unknown, the one culminating and unthinkable catastrophe that could happen to him, about which he knew nothing and about which he feared everything. ”

- Jack London

“ You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. ”

- Jack London

“ Don't loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club. ”

- Jack London

“ 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 highdriving spindrift, and I had a feeling that the wind was blowing the cobwebs out of my sleepstarved brain. ”

- Jack London

“ You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. ”

- Jack London

“ Don’t dash off a sixthousandword story before breakfast. Don’t write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen. Don’t loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club, and if you don’t get it you will none the less get something that looks remarkably like it. Set yourself a “stint,” [London wrote 1,000 words nearly every day of his adult life] and see that you do that “stint” each day; you will have more words to your credit at the end of the year. Study the tricks of the writers who have arrived. They have mastered the tools with which you are cutting your fingers. They are doing things, and their work bears the internal evidence of how it is done. Don’t wait for some good Samaritan to tell you, but dig it out for yourself. See that your pores are open and your digestion is good. That is, I am confident, the most important rule of all. Keep a notebook. Travel with it, eat with it, sleep with it. Slap into it every stray thought that flutters up into your brain. Cheap paper is less perishable than gray matter, and lead pencil markings endure longer than memory. And work. Spell it in capital letters. WORK. WORK all the time. Find out about this earth, this universe; this force and matter, and the spirit that glimmers up through force and matter from the maggot to Godhead. And by all this I mean WORK for a philosophy of life. It does not hurt how wrong your philosophy of life may be, so long as you have one and have it well. The three great things are: GOOD HEALTH; WORK; and a PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE. I may add, nay, must add, a fourth—SINCERITY. Without this, the other three are without avail; with it you may cleave to greatness and sit among the giants." [Getting Into Print (The Editor magazine, March 1903)] ”

- Jack London

“ From Martin Eden on submitting manuscripts: "There was no human editor at the other end, but a mere cunning arrangement of cogs that changed the manuscript from one envelope to another and stuck on the stamps. It was like the slot machines wherein one dropped pennies, and, with a metallic whirl of machinery had delivered to him a stick of chewinggum or a tablet of chocolate. It depended upon which slot one dropped the penny in, whether he got chocolate or gum. And so with the editorial machine. One slot brought checks and the other brought rejection slips. So far he had found only the latter slot. ”

- Jack London

“ 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. ”

- Jack London

“ The surpluses will have to be expended somehow, and trust the oligarchs to find a way. Magnificent roads will be built. There will be great achievements in science, and especially in art. When the oligarchs have completely mastered the people, they will have time to spare for other things. They will become worshippers of beauty. They will become artlovers. And under their direction and generously rewarded, will toil the artists. The result will be great art; for no longer, as up to yesterday, will the artists pander to the bourgeois taste of the middle class. It will be great art, I tell you, and wonder cities will arise that will make tawdry and cheap the cities of old time. And in these cities will the oligarchs dwell and worship beauty ”

- Jack London

“ He wastes his time over his writing, trying to accomplish what geniuses and rare men with college educations sometimes accomplish. ”

- Jack London

“ He wastes his time over his writing, trying to accomplish what geniuses and rare men with college educations sometimes accomplish. ”

- Jack London

“ 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. ”

- Jack London
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