Quotation from: The Valley of the Moon

Written by: Jack London


And now she sat crushed in greater helplessness than when she had
included God in the scheme of injustice. As long as God was,
there was always chance for a miracle, for some supernatural
intervention, some rewarding with ineffable bliss. With God
missing, the world was a trap. Life was a trap. She was like a
linnet, caught by small boys and imprisoned in a cage. That was
because the linnet was stupid. But she rebelled. She fluttered
and beat her soul against the hard face of things as did the
linnet against the bars of wire. She was not stupid. She did not
belong in the trap. She would fight her way out of the trap.
There must be such a way out. When canal boys and rail-splitters,
the lowliest of the stupid lowly, as she had read in her school
history, could find their way out and become presidents of the
nation and rule over even the clever ones in their automobiles,
then could she find her way out and win to the tiny reward she
craved--Billy, a little love, a little happiness. She would not
mind that the universe was unmoral, that there was no God, no
immortality. She was willing to go into the black grave and
remain in its blackness forever, to go into the salt vats and let
the young men cut her dead flesh to sausage-meat, if--if only she
could get her small meed of happiness first.

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