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| 8f94faf | It is nothing new, these vital lies men tell themselves, muttering and mumbling them like charms and incantations against the powers of Night. The voodoos and medicine men and the devil-devil doctors were the fathers of metaphysics. Night and the Noseless One were ogres that beset the way of light and life. And the metaphysicians would win by if they had to tell lies to do it. They were vexed by the brazen law of the Ecclesiast that men die.. | Jack London | ||
| fa69589 | Thenceforth, in the nature of things, he would possess an abiding distrust of appearances. He would have to learn the reality of a thing before he could put his faith into it. | Jack London | ||
| ac77dfa | White Fang was glad to acknowledge his lordship, but it was lordship based upon superior intelligence and brute strength...There were deeps in his nature which had never been sounded. A kind word, a caressing touch of the hand, on the part of Gray Beaver, might have sounded these deeps; but Gray Beaver did not caress nor speak kind words. It was not his way. | Jack London | ||
| 992cb4f | You are metaphysicians. You can prove anything by metaphysics; and having done so, every metaphysician can prove every other metaphysician wrong--to his own satisfaction. You are anarchists in the realm of thought. And you are mad cosmos-makers. Each of you dwells in a cosmos of his own making, created out of his own fancies and desires. You do not know the real world in which you live, and your thinking has no place in the real world excep.. | Jack London | ||
| 44ace9b | 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, war-mad on a stricken field and refusing quarter; and it came to Buck, leading t.. | Jack London | ||
| bf5197f | You are one with a crowd of men who have made what they call a government, who are masters of all the other men, and who eat the food the other men get and would like to eat themselves. You wear the warm clothes. They made the clothes, but they shiver in rags and ask you, the lawyer, or business agent who handles your money, for a job. 'But that is beside the matter,' I cried. Not at all. It is piggishness and it is life. Of what use or sen.. | Jack London | ||
| 8accf05 | He was a killer, a thing that preyed, living on the things that lived, unaided, alone, by virtue of his own strength and prowess, surviving triumphantly in a hostile environment where only the strong survived. Because of all this he became possessed of a great pride in himself, which communicated itself like a contagion to his physical being. | Jack London | ||
| db8e4da | They alone moved through the vast inertness. They alone were alive, and they sought for other things that were alive in order that they might devour them and continue to live. | Jack London | ||
| 7a4a386 | Do you know who I am, you sodding barn animal?" he hissed. The publican gurgled. "I'm Jack fucking Winter." Jack said, releasing him with a push that rattled clean glasses on the bar back." | Caitlin Kittredge | ||
| 66736f6 | There were not words enough in the English language, nor in any language, to make his attitude and conduct intelligible to them. | intelligence isolation loneliness | Jack London | |
| 146a7f6 | Life that did not yearn toward life was in fair way toward ceasing. | lack-of-desire lack-of-illusion suicide | Jack London | |
| 67ee32d | Says O'Sullivan to me, "Mr. Fay, I'll have a word wid yeh?" "Certainly," says I; "what can I do for you?" "Sell me your sea- boots, Mr. Fay," says O'Sullivan, polite as can be. "But what will you be wantin' of them?" says I. "'Twill be a great favour," says O'Sullivan. "But it's my only pair," says I; "and you have a pair of your own," says I. "Mr. Fay, I'll be needin' me own in bad weather," says O'Sullivan. "Besides," says I, "you have no.. | funny humor sailor sea ship witty | Jack London | |
| fd302d1 | woe of unnumbered generations | Jack London | ||
| 0644c4e | It was during this period that he might have hearkened to the memories of the lair and the stream and run back to the Wild. But the memory of his mother held him...So he remained in his bondage waiting for her. | Jack London | ||
| 9e8ae99 | I trod interstellar space, exalted by the knowledge that I was bound on vast adventure, where, at the end, I would find all the cosmic formulae and have made clear to me the ultimate secret of the universe. In my hand I carried a long glass wand. It was borne in upon me that with the tip of this wand I must touch each star in passing. And I knew, in all absoluteness, that did I but miss one star I should be precipitated into some unplummete.. | Jack London | ||
| 49a4081 | At once he became an enigma. One side or the other of his nature was perfectly comprehensible; but both sides together were bewildering. | enigma personality | Jack London | |
| e483aba | Every once in a while, in newspapers, magazines, and biographical dictionaries, I run upon sketches of my life, wherein, delicately phrased, I learn that it was in order to study sociology that I became a tramp. This is very nice and thoughtful of the biographers, but it is inaccurate. I became a tramp -- well, because of the life that was in me, of the wanderlust in my blood that would not let me rest. Sociology was merely incidental; it c.. | Jack London | ||
| 04eb17d | He who steals my purse steals my right to live," was the reply, "old saws to the contrary. For he steals my bread and meat and bed, and in doing so imperils my life." | Jack London | ||
| 1457209 | I was not made for the desk and counting-house, for petty business squabbling, and legal jangling. | Jack London | ||
| 173dcbf | My aim here was much more straightforward and objective -- just to see whether I could match income to expenses, as the truly poor attempt to do every day. Besides, I've had enough unchosen encounters with poverty in my lifetime to know it's not a place you would want to visit for touristic purposes; it just smells too much like fear. | Barbara Ehrenreich | ||
| c10cfb7 | You can talk about depression as a "chemical imbalance" all you want, but it presents itself as an external antagonist - a "demon," a "beast," or a "black dog," as Samuel Johnson called it. It could pounce at any time, even in the most innocuous setting." | mental-illness | Barbara Ehrenreich | |
| 7e4023a | I believe nothing. Belief is intellectual surrender; "faith" a state of willed self-delusion." | Barbara Ehrenreich | ||
| 6863b3b | This advice comes as a surprise: job searching is not joblessness; it is a job in itself and should be structured to resemble one, right down to the more regrettable features of employment, like having to follow orders--orders which are in this case self-generated. | job-searching joblessness jobs middle-class | Barbara Ehrenreich | |
| 9f84b22 | Morality, as far as I could see, originates in atheism and the realization that no higher power is coming along to feed the hungry or lift the fallen. Mercy is left entirely to us. | Barbara Ehrenreich | ||
| 9c70b92 | I displayed, or usually displayed, all those traits deemed essential to job readiness: punctuality, cleanliness, cheerfulness, obedience. These are the qualities that welfare-to-work job-training programs often seek to inculcate, though I suspect that most welfare recipients already possess them, or would if their child care and transportation problems were solved. | Barbara Ehrenreich | ||
| c70d6e2 | I'm happy as I am, and love my liberty too well to be in a hurry to give it up for any mortal man. | independence jo-march liberty singlehood singleness | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 9f61cec | notoriety is not real glory. | louisa-may-alcott notoriety | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 375b8d3 | The dim, dusty room, with the busts staring down from the tall bookcases, the cozy chairs, the globes, and best of all, the wilderness of books in which she could wander where she liked, made the library a region of bliss to her. The moment Aunt March took her nap, or was busy with company, Jo hurried to this quiet place, and curling herself up in the easy chair, devoured poetry, romance, history, travels, and pictures like a regular bookwo.. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| f3cbe0a | for action is always easier than quiet waiting. | jo-s-boys louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 00783b4 | courage and devotion always stir generous hearts, and win admiration... | louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 2d91bb0 | Don't take it away! It's only a fancy, but a man must love something... | louisa-may-alcott love | Louisa May Alcott | |
| c7691e1 | Never mind. Little girls shouldn't ask questions,' returned Jo sharply. Now if there is anything mortifying to our feelings when we are young, it is to be told that; and to be bidden to 'run away, dear' is still more trying to us. | louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| a8b911a | it seemed marriage by its very design was meant to seek out love and destroy it. | marriage | Kelly O. McNees | |
| bcbf226 | Jo valued the letter more than the money, because it was encouraging, and after years of effort it was so pleasant to find that she had learned to do something... | louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 6fb4984 | Presently, out from the wrappings came a teapot, which caused her to clasp her hands with delight, for it was made in the likeness of a plump little Chinaman ... Two pretty cups with covers, and a fine scarlet tray, completed the set, and made one long to have a "dish of tea," even in Chinese style, without cream or sugar." | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| d43884e | no person, no matter how vivid an imagination he may have, can invent anything half so droll as the freaks and fancies that originate in the lively brains of little people. | little-men louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 601de85 | If every one agreed, we should never get on. | louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 8113683 | She never knew that Mr. Laurence opened his study door to hear the old-fashioned airs he liked. She never saw Laurie mount guard in the hall to warn the servants away. She never suspected that the exercise books and new songs which she found in the rack were put there for her special benefit, and when he talked to her about music at home she only thought how kind he was to tell things that helped her so much. So she enjoyed herself heartily.. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 5bc8794 | It is so beautiful to be loved as Laurie loves me; he isn't sentimental, doesn't say much about it, but I see and feel it in all he says and does, and it makes me so happy and so humble that I don't seem to be the same girl I was. I never knew how good and generous and tender he was till now, for he lets me read his heart, and I find it full of noble hopes and impulses and purposes, and am so proud to know it's mine. He says he feels as if .. | true-love | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 70dfc64 | A happy soul in a healthy body makes the best sort of beauty for man or woman. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 08fc9cf | An old maid, that's what I'm to be. A literary spinster, with a pen for a spouse, a family of stories for children, and twenty years hence a morsel of fame, perhaps... | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 47832ad | That was all I wanted!" whispered Polly, in a tone which caused him to feel that the race of angels was not entirely extinct." | angels chapter-19 louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| c718060 | The girls gave their hearts into their mother's keeping--their souls into their father's; and to both parents, who lived and labored so faithfully for them, they gave a love that grew with their growth, and bound them tenderly together by the sweetest tie which blesses life and outlives death. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 8798047 | It may be true that] men never know a pretty thing when they see it. [But men do] know a lady when they see one. | Louisa May Alcott |