| Quote #10
John Thornton was eating dinner when Buck dashed into camp and sprang upon him in a frenzy of affection, overturning him, scrambling upon him, licking his face, biting his hand--"playing the general tom-fool," as John Thornton characterized it, the while he shook Buck back and forth and cursed him lovingly. (7.18)
Although Buck’s loyalty to Thornton may waver for moments in the wild, he never loses his devotion.
| Quote #11
For the last time in his life he allowed passion to usurp cunning and reason, and it was because of his great love for John Thornton that he lost his head. (7.38)
Buck’s love for Thornton is dangerous in its intensity.
| Quote #12
All day Buck brooded by the pool or roamed restlessly about the camp. Death, as a cessation of movement, as a passing out and away from the lives of the living, he knew, and he knew John Thornton was dead. It left a great void in him, somewhat akin to hunger, but a void which ached and ached, and which food could not fill. (7.41)
The physical is once again tied to the emotional, as Thornton’s death causes a physical response in Buck.