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“The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten. The law was: EAT OR BE EATEN. He did not formulate the law in clear, set terms and moralize about it. He did not even think the law; he merely lived the law without thinking about it at all.”

Quote by Jack London

Work

The Call of the Wild and White Fang

This combined volume presents two of Jack London's most celebrated works set in the unforgiving landscapes of the Klondike Gold Rush. In The Call of the Wild, Buck, a pampered domestic dog, is stolen from his California home and thrust into the brutal life of a sled dog in the Yukon, where he must tap into his ancestral instincts to survive and eventually answers the call of the wild. In White Fang, the story reverses the journey, tracing the life of a wild wolf-dog pup who is gradually domesticated through both cruelty and kindness, ultimately finding a bond with a human master. Both narratives examine themes of nature versus civilization, the law of club and fang, and the enduring power of instinct and adaptation in a hostile environment. more

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Jack London
Jack London

Jack London was an American author known for his adventure novels and realistic works. His writings often depicted the lives of the underclass and his profound insights into the natural world. His notable works include 'The Call of the Wild' and 'White Fang'. more

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“The hand descended. Nearer and nearer it came. It touched the ends of his upstanding hair. He shrank down under it. It followed down after him, pressing more closely against him. Shrinking, almost shivering. He still managed to hold himself together. It was a torment, this hand that touched him and violated his instinct. He could not forget in a day all the evil that had been wrought him at the hands of men.”