Carl Sandburg Quotes
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We don't have to think up a title till we get the doggone book written.
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Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.
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Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders.
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A book is never a masterpiece: it becomes one. Genius is the talent of a dead man.
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I learned you can't trust the judgment of good friends.
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I had taken a course in Ethics. I read a thick textbook, heard the class discussions and came out of it saying I hadn't learned a thing I didn't know before about morals and what is right or wrong in human conduct.
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Lay me on an anvil, O God. Beat me and hammer me into a crowbar. Let me pry loose old walls. Let me lift and loosen old foundations.
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I never made a mistake in grammar but one in my life and as soon as I done it I seen it.
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All human actions are equivalent... and all are on principle doomed to failure.
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To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.
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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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I have become infected, now that I see how beautifully a book is coming out of all this.
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We had two grand antique professors who had been teaching at Lombard since before I was born.
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Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split one boulder.
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I can remember only a few of the strange and curious words now dead but living and spoken by the English people a thousand years ago.
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The greatest cunning is to have none at all.
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One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.
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There are 10 men in me and I do not know or understand one of them.
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I won't take my religion from any man who never works except with his mouth.
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Here is the difference between Dante, Milton, and me. They wrote about hell and never saw the place. I wrote about Chicago after looking the town over for years and years.
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There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.
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To be a good loser is to learn how to win.
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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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Every blunder behind us is giving a cheer for us, and only for those who were willing to fail are the dangers and splendors of life.