American - Poet | January 6, 1878 - July 22, 1967
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.
Carl Sandburg
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The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.
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Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering.
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Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment.
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Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
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Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and you can look out of the window and see the blue sky - or the answer is wrong and you have to start over and try again and see how it comes out this time.
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Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.
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The greatest cunning is to have none at all.
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I'm either going to be a writer or a bum.
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In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning.
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Valor is a gift. Those having it never know for sure whether they have it till the test comes. And those having it in one test never know for sure if they will have it when the next test comes.
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When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what had brought them along.
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