He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in their significances. - Jack London

"I'll have you know I do the swearing on this ship. If I need your assitance I'll call you." Capt. Wolf Larsen

All his days, no matter what the odds, he had never run from a fight. But the club of the man in the red sweater had beaten into him a more fundamental and primitive code. Civilized, he could have died for a moral consideration, say the defence of Judge Miller's riding-whip; but the completeness of his decivilization was now evidenced by his ability to flee from the defence of a moral consideration and so save his hide. He did not steal for joy of it, but because of the clamor of his stomach. He did not rob openly, but stole secretly and cunningly, out of respect for club and fang. In short, the things he did were done because it was easier to do them than not to do them.

Sometimes they went hungry, sometimes they feasted riotously, all according to the abundance of game and the fortune of hunting.