Jack London
Jack London
Jack London writing on a tree stump at “Beauty Ranch” in 1904. His ranch in Sonoma, California.
You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. ~.~
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. ~.~
I wrote a thousand words every day. ~.~
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.. ~.~
One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself. ~.~
