Chapter 42 Quotes

“He felt very old---centuries older than those careless, care-free young companions of his others [sic] days. He had traveled far, too far to go back. Their mode of life, which had once been his, was now distasteful to him. He was disappointed in it all. He had developed into an alien. As the steam beer had tasted raw, so their companionship seemed raw to him. He was too far removed. Too many thousands of opened books yawned between them and him. He had exiled himself. He had traveled in the vast realm of intellect until he could no longer return home.”
― Jack London, Martin Eden

“... it is never too late to reform, as long as you have the sense to desire it, and the strength to execute your purpose.”
― Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

“Already the zest of combat, which of old had been so keen and lasting, had died down, and he discovered that he was self-analytical, too much so to live, single heart and single hand, so primitive an existence.”
― Jack London, Martin Eden

“The desire to do it was strong, but stronger still was the imperative command of his nature not to do it. In spite of himself he was still faithful to Love. The old days of license and easy living were gone. He could not bring them back, nor could he go back to them, He was changed---how changed he had not realized until now.”
― Jack London, Martin Eden

“The desire to do it was strong, but stronger still was the imperative command of his nature not to do it. In spite of himself he was still faithful to Love. The old days of license and easy living were gone. He could not bring them back, nor could he go back to them. He was changed---how changed he had not realized until now.”
― Jack London, Martin Eden