Frases de libros

White Fang

There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness—a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the sphynx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness and infallibility. It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life.

It is not the way of Wild to like movement. Life is an offence to it, for life is movement; and the Wild aims always to destroy movement. It freezes the water to prevent it running to the sea; it drives the sap out of the trees till they are frozen to their mighty hearts; and most ferociously and terribly of all foes the Wild harry and crush into submission man—man who is the most restless of life, ever in revolt against the dictum that all movement must in the end come to the cessation of movement.

Never had he been so fond of this body of his as now when his tenure of it was so precarious.

Growth is life, and life is forever destined to make for light.

The thing to expect of them was the unexpected.

Life achieves its summit when it does to the uttermost that which it was equipped to do.

They were expressions of life, and life is always happy when it is expressing itself.

It is always easier to lean upon another than to stand alone.

White Fang, de Jack London.

Tengo la costumbre de leerme este libro todos los años, cuando lo vuelva a leer en castellano pondré las frases traducidas (no me fío ni del traductor ni de mí).