Jack London Quotes

Jack London Quote: I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.
A man with a club is a law-maker.
Jack London (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
I am. I was. I am not. I never am.
Jack London (John Barleycorn, 1913)
To be able to forget means sanity.
Jack London (The Star Rover, 1914)
Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.
Jack London (White Fang, 1906)
Age is never so old as youth would measure it.
Jack London (The Wit of Porportuk)
Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time.
Jack London (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
Intelligent men are cruel. Stupid men are monstrously cruel.
Jack London (The Star Rover, 1914)
The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.
Jack London (White Fang, 1906)
Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.
Jack London (Martin Eden, 1909)
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
Jack London (The Valley of the Moon)
If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
Jack London (Letter, 1899)
Too much is written by the men who can't write about the men who do write.
Jack London (Martin Eden, 1909)
I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.
Jack London (Letter to Charles Warren Stoddard, 1903)
I am I. And I won't subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind.
Jack London (Martin Eden, 1909)
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
Jack London (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
One cannot violate the promptings of one's nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
Jack London (White Fang, 1906)
Life achieves its summit when it does to the uttermost that which it was equipped to do.
Jack London (White Fang, 1906)

Jack London Quote: Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate...
Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time.
Jack London (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
He had been suddenly jerked from the heart of civilization and flung into the heart of things primordial.
Jack London (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
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 (My Life in the Underworld)
I love the flesh. I'm a pagan. “Who are they who speak evil of the clay? The very stars are made of clay like mine!”
Jack London (Letter to Charles Warren Stoddard, 1905)
There are things greater than our wisdom, beyond our justice. The right and wrong of this we cannot say, and it is not for us to judge.
Jack London (An Odyssey of the North)
I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.
Jack London (The Turtles of Tasman, 1916)
Don’t loaf and invite inspiration; light out after it with a club, and if you don’t get it you will nonetheless get something that looks remarkably like it.
Jack London (Getting Into Print, 1903)
The trouble with him was that he was without imagination. He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances.
Jack London (To Build a Fire, 1910)
He lacked the wisdom, and the only way for him to get it was to buy it with his youth; and when wisdom was his, youth would have been spent buying it.
Jack London (A Piece of Steak)
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me. I write a book for no other reason than to add three or four hundred acres to my magnificent estate.
Jack London (In an Interview, 1914)
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.
Jack London (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
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 (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
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 -- called, waking or sleeping, at all times, for him to come.
Jack London (The Call of the Wild, 1903)
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 (White Fang, 1906)
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 proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
Jack London (Jack London's Tales of Adventure)
All my life I have had an awareness of other times and places. I have been aware of other persons in me. Oh, and trust me, so have you, my reader that is to be. Read back into your childhood, and this sense of awareness I speak of will be remembered as an experience of childhood. You were then not fixed, not crystallized. You were plastic, a soul in flux, a consciousness and an identity in the process of forming--ay, of forming and forgetting
Jack London (The Star Rover, 1914)
A million years ago, the cave man, without tools, with small brain, and with nothing but the strength of his body, managed to feed his wife and children, so that through him the race survived. You on the other hand, armed with all the modern means of production, multiplying the productive capacity of the cave man a million times -- you are incompetents and muddlers, you are unable to secure to millions even the paltry amount of bread that would sustain their physical life. You have mismanaged the world, and it shall be taken from you!
Jack London (Speech to a gathering of affluent New Yorkers during his failed campaign running for mayor, 1900)
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 (The Sea-Wolf, 1904)
Such is my outlook. I look forward to a time when man shall progress upon something worthier and higher than his stomach, when there will be a finer incentive to impel men to action than the incentive of to-day, which is the incentive of the stomach. I retain my belief in the nobility and excellence of the human. I believe that spiritual sweetness and unselfishness will conquer the gross gluttony of to-day. And last of all, my faith is in the working-class. As some Frenchman has said, "The stairway of time is ever echoing with the wooden shoe going up, the polished boot descending."
Jack London (What Life Means to Me, 1905)
Be delicate, little wife-woman. Never be without your veil, without many veils. Veil yourself in a thousand veils, all shimmering and glittering with costly textures and precious jewels. Never let the last veil be drawn. Against the morrow array yourself with more veils, ever more veils, veils without end. Yet the many veils must not seem many. Each veil must seem the only one between you and your hungry lover who will have nothing less than all of you. Each time he must seem to get all, to tear aside the last veil that hides you. He must think so. It must not be so. Then there will be no satiety, for on the morrow he will find another last veil that has escaped him.
Jack London (The Valley of the Moon)
Fiction pays best of all and when it is of fair quality is more easily sold. A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration. Avoid the unhappy ending, the harsh, the brutal, the tragic, the horrible - if you care to see in print things you write. (In this connection don't do as I do, but do as I say.) Humour is the hardest to write, easiest to sell, and best rewarded... 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 nonetheless get something that looks remarkably like it.
Jack London (Getting Into Print, 1903)
Why, if there is anything in supply and demand, life is the cheapest thing in the world. There is only so much water, so much earth, so much air; but the life that is demanding to be born is limitless. Nature is a spendthrift. Look at the fish and their millions of eggs. For that matter, look at you and me. In our loins are the possibilities of millions of lives. Could we but find time and opportunity and utilize the last bit and every bit of the unborn life that is in us, we could become the fathers of nations and populate continents. Life? Bah! It has no value. Of cheap things it is the cheapest. Everywhere it goes begging. Nature spills it out with a lavish hand. Where there is room for one life, she sows a thousand lives, and it's life eats life till the strongest and most piggish life is left.
Jack London (The Sea-Wolf, 1904)
Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway. The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean toward each other, black and ominous, in the fading light. A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint in it of laughter, but of laughter more terrible than any sadness-a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the Sphinx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the Wild, the savage, frozen-hearted Northland Wild.
Jack London (White Fang, 1906)
Nature has many tricks wherewith she convinces man of his finity--the ceaseless flow of the tides, the fury of the storm, the shock of the earthquake, the long roll of heaven's artillery--but the most tremendous, the most stupefying of all, is the passive phase of the White Silence. All movement ceases, the sky clears, the heavens are as brass; the slightest whisper seems sacrilege, and man becomes timid, affrighted at the sound of his own voice. Sole speck of life journeying across the ghostly wastes of a dead world, he trembles at his audacity, realizes that his is a maggot's life, nothing more. Strange thoughts arise unsummoned, and the mystery of all things strives for utterance. And the fear of death, of God, of the universe comes over him--the hope of the Resurrection and the Life, the yearning for immortality, the vain striving of the imprisoned essence--it is then, if ever, man walks alone with God.
Jack London (The White Silence)

Jack London Biography

Jack London portrait

Born: 1876
Died: 1916

Jack London was an American novelist, journalist and social activist. He is best known for his writing, especially his novels and short stories, the most notable one being White Fang and The Call of the Wild.

Notable Works

The Call of the Wild (1903)
White Fang (1906)
The Iron Heel (1908)

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