She was thrilling to a desire that urged her to go forward, to be in closer to that fire, to be squabbling with the dogs, and to be avoiding and dodging the stumbling feet of men.

Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.

My mistake was in ever opening the books.

The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.

The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.

He was justifying his existence, than which life can do no greater; for life achieves its summit when it does to the uttermost that which it was equipped to do.

But it did not all happen in a day, this giving over of himself, body and soul, to the man-animals. He could not immediately forego his wild heritage and his memories of the Wild. There were days when he crept to the edge of the forest and stood and listened to something calling him far and away.