Born: September 20th, 1878 - Maryland, U.S.
Died: November 25th, 1968 - New Jersey, U.S.
Pulitzer Prize for Fiction - 1943
political and social activist
The old wanderlust had gotten into his blood, the joy of the unbound life, the joy of seeking, of hoping without limit.
The rich people not only had all the money, they had all the chance to get more; they had all the know-ledge and the power, and so the poor man was down, and he had to stay down.
There is one kind of prison where the man is behind bars, and everything that he desires is outside; and there is another kind where the things are behind the bars, and the man is outside.
They use everything about the hog except the squeal.
- The Jungle
Man is an evasive beast, given to cultivating strange notions about himself.
- The Profits of Religion