“White Fang was glad to acknowledge his lordship, but it was lordship based upon superior intelligence and brute strength... There were deeps in his nature which had never been sounded. A kind word, a caressing touch of the hand, on the part of Gray Beaver, might have sounded these deeps; but Gray Beaver did not caress nor speak kind words. It was not his way.”

“White Fang was glad to acknowledge his lordship, but it was lordship based upon superior intelligence and brute strength... There were deeps in his nature which had never been sounded. A kind word, a caressing touch of the hand, on the part of Gray Beaver, might have sounded these deeps; but Gray Beaver did not caress nor speak kind words. It was not his way.”

— Jack London