The Call of the Wild Quotes
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And each time the joyful bark that trembled in Buck's throat was twisted into a savage growl. (1.22)
Man and the Natural World Quotes
But in the main they were the wild wolf husky breed. Every night, regularly, at nine, at twelve, at three, they lifted a nocturnal song, a weird and eerie chant, in which it was Buck's delight to j...
Knowledge and Wisdom Quotes
His eyes turned blood-shot, and he was metamorphosed into a raging fiend. So changed was he that the Judge himself would not have recognized him (1.25)
He was glad for one thing: the rope was off his neck. That had given them an unfair advantage; but now that it was off, he would show them. They would never get another rope around his neck. Upon t...
Dazed, suffering intolerable pain from throat and tongue, with the life half throttled out of him, Buck attempted to face his tormentors. (1.21)
"You poor devil," said John Thornton, and Buck licked his hand. (5.66)
Respect and Reputation Quotes
But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog. The whole realm was his. (1.4)
During the four years since his puppyhood he had lived the life of a sated aristocrat; he had a fine pride in himself, was even a trifle egotistical, (1.5)
In quick rage he sprang at the man, who met him halfway, grappled him close by the throat, and with a deft twist threw him over on his back. Then the rope tightened mercilessly, while Buck struggle...
Fate and Free Will Quotes
Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog...Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a ye...
[…] and he stormed and raged at them through the bars. They only laughed and poked sticks at him, which he promptly assailed with his teeth till he realized that that was what they wanted. Wh...
[…] in the bitter hatred between him and Spitz he betrayed no impatience, shunned all offensive acts. (3.1)
Something wriggled under his feet. He sprang back, bristling and snarling, fearful of the unseen and unknown. But a friendly little yelp reassured him, and he went back to investigate. A whiff of w...
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