By: Jack London

“They see clearly as far as they see, but they see only to the ends of their noses.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“I just want to tell you,” said the Beauty, leaning a little forward, “that you are a silly old ass.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“I guess the only disgrace is owing money and not being able to pay,” said the present Lord Rochester.

By: Jack London

“The press of the United States? It is a parasitic growth that battens on the capitalist class.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“She had hypnotized Rochester like a fowl. She was that sort.”

By: Jack London

“An unseen and fearful revolution is taking place in the fibre and structure of society.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“Shall I be Victor Jones for the future, or shall I be the Earl of Rochester?”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“I’ve got you,” said he, “and I’m going to squeeze you, and I’m going to make you squeal.”

By: Jack London

“When it comes to sociology — my trade — you are down in the dirt at my feet.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“Jones, like a good Democrat, had all his life professed a contempt for rank.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

Dressed like a lord, he was poorer than any tramp.

By: Jack London

“They were convinced that they were the saviours of society, and that it was they who made happiness for the many.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“This man wanted a cold bath, he wanted to be held under the tap till he cried for mercy.”

By: Jack London

“It’s not me duty, but me bread an’ butter an’ the life of me children to stand by the mills.”

By: H. De Vere Stacpoole

“To a man accustomed to dress himself it comes as a shock to have his underpants held out for him.”