Carl Sandburg Quotes
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Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
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The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.
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When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on.
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I have often wondered what it is an old building can do to you when you happen to know a little about things that went on long ago in that building.
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The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.
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All politicians should have 3 hats - one to throw into the ring, one to talk through, and one to pull rabbits out of if elected.
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Strange things blow in through my window on the wings of the night wind and I don't worry about my destiny.
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I fell in love, not deep, but I fell several times and then fell out.
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I had been keeping an off eye on the advertising field, thinking I might become an idea man and a copywriter.
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The people will live on. The learning and blundering people will live on. They will be tricked and sold and again sold. And go back to the nourishing earth for rootholds.
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Love your neighbor as yourself; but don't take down the fence.
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I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.
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I am an idealist. I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way.
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Drum on your drums, batter on your banjos, sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.
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We read Robert Browning's poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough.
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Nothing happens unless first we dream.
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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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Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
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If she forgets where she came from, if the people lose sight of what brought them along, if she listens to the deniers and mockers, then will begin the rot and dissolution.
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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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I decided I would go to Chicago and try my luck as a writer after those eight months as a fireman.
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I doubt if you can have a truly wild party without liquor.
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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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Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.