I have been wanting to read Jack London since reading/watching Into the Wild, and finally got around to it.  This version has Call of the Wild, White Fang, and five other stories.  All of them were quite good.  I especially liked the contrasting developments in White Fang compared to Call of the Wild. In one, the dog goes from civilized to wild, and the other from wild to civilized.  And I liked “To Build a Fire” a lot as well.

One quote from Call of the Wild:

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise.  And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.  This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame; it comes to the soldier, war-mad on a stricken field refusing quarter….