He who steals my purse steals my right to live," was the reply, "old saws to the contrary. For he steals my bread and meat and bed, and in doing so imperils my life.
Jack LondonAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: January 12, 1876
- Died: November 22, 1916
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