Jack London

He was a silent fury who no torment could tame. ↗

— Jack London

#tame #torment #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

#time #nature

He was justifying his existence, than which life can do no greater; for life achieves its summit when it does to the uttermost that which it was equipped to do. ↗

— Jack London

#potential #life

And at the instant he knew, he ceased to know. ↗

— Jack London

#realization #suicide #death

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

— Jack London

#intelligence #pessimism #real #writers #writing

The bubbly play of wit, the chesty laughs, the resonant voices of men when glass in hand they shut the grey world outside and prod their brains with the fun and folly of an accelerated pulse. ↗

— Jack London

#thinking #men

He did not playfully shake him, as was his wont, or murmur soft love curses; but he whispered in his ear.'As you love me, Buck. As you love me,' was what he whispered. --Call of the Wild ↗

— Jack London

#love

Then he dozed off to sleep and to dream dreams that for madness and audacity rivalled those of poppy-eaters ↗

— Jack London

#jack-london #martin-eden #poppy-eater #dreams

If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash. ↗

— Jack London

#come #comes #fame #without

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

— Jack London

#good #hand #holding #life #matter