Jack London Quotes

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

Life streamed through him in splendid flood, glad and rampant, until it seemed that it would burst him asunder in sheer ecstasy and pour forth generously over the world.

The trouble with him was that he was without imagination.

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 oli...

Is love so gross a thing that it must feed upon publication and public notice ? It would seem so.

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

Perhaps the greatest charm of tramp-life is the absence of monotony. In Hobo Land the face of life is protean—an ever changing phantasmagoria, where the impossible happens and the unexpected jumps out...

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.

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.

Well, I am going to exercise my prerogative of roaring and show you how fares nobility. Watch me.

Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!...Oh, to just grip your handlebars and lay down to it, and go ripping and tearing through streets and road, over railroad tracks and bridg...

Never did he fail to respond savagely to the chatter of the squirrel he had first met on the blasted pine.

As I, my real self, grew older, I entered more and more into the substance of my dreams. One may dream, and even in the midst of the dream be aware that he is dreaming, and if the dream be bad, comfor...

Do you know, I sometimes, catch myself wishing that I too were blind to the facts of life and only knew its fancies and illusions. They're wrong, all wrong, of course, and contrary to reason; but in t...

She had liked him for himself, that was indisputable. And yet, much as she had liked him she had liked the bourgeois standard of valuation more.

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 magnific...

Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past.

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

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...

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.