Jack London
Jack London
John Griffith "Jack" London was an American novelist, journalist, and social activist. A pioneer in the then-burgeoning world of commercial magazine fiction, he was one of the first fiction writers to obtain worldwide celebrity and a large fortune from his fiction alone...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 January 1876
CitySan Francisco, CA
CountryUnited States of America
dog strong hair
Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide-water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
easier courses
It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.
dream autumn fog
The grapes on a score of rolling hills are red with autumn flame. Across Sonoma Mountain wisps of sea fog are stealing. The afternoon sun smoulders in the drowsy sky. I have everything to make me glad I am alive. I am filled with dreams and mysteries. I am all sun and air and sparkle. I am vitalized, organic.
fire body return
Food and fire, protection and companionship, were some of the things he received from the god. In return, he guarded the god's property, defended his body, worked for him, and obeyed him.
expression surrender masters
This expression of abandon and surrender, of absolute trust, he reserved for the master alone.
dream moving want
But, – and there it is, – we want to live and move, though we have no reason to, because it happens that it is the nature of life to live and move, to want to live and move. If it were not for this, life would be dead. It is because of this life that is in you that you dream of your immortality.
poetry fool rhyming
Then one can't make a living out of poetry? Certainly not. What fool expects to? Out of rhyming, yes.
alcohol normal truth-is
Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.
writing sweat dozen
Don't write too much. Concentrate your sweat on one story, rather than dissipate it over a dozen.
american-novelist atom rather sleepy
I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.