Carl Sandburg Quotes

What if someone gave a war & Nobody came? / Life would ring the bells of Ecstasy and Forever be Itself again.

I am! I have come through! I belong!

There is no song to your singing.

What else have I done nearly all my life than go hungry and go on singing?

The impact of television on our culture is just indescribable.

People lie because they don't remember clear what they saw. People lie because they can't help making a story better than it was the way it happened.

Poetry is a diary kept by a sea creature who lives on land and wishes he could fly.

Tell me if the lovers are losers... tell me if any get more than the lovers.

Newspapers tell beforehand what is going to happen - maybe.

If I added to their pride of America, I am happy.

All my life I have been trying to learn to read, to see and hear, and to write.

Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering.

Rest is not a word of free people. Rest is a monarchical word.

The sea is always the same: and yet the sea always changes.

The peace of great books be for you, Stains of pressed clover leaves on pages, Bleach of the light of years held in leather.

I fell in love, not deep, but I fell several times and then fell out.

Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.

I have become infected, now that I see how beautifully a book is coming out of all this.

I took to wearing a black tie known as the Ascot, with long drooping ends. I had seen pictures of painters, sculptors, poets, wearing this style of tie.

The scholars and poets of an earlier time can be read only with a dictionary to help.

I am still studying verbs and the mystery of how they connect nouns. I am more suspicious of adjectives than at any other time in all my born days.

The more rhymethere isin poetry the more dangerof its tricking the writer into something other than the urge in the beginning.

The dead hold in their hands only what they have given away.

I stayed away from mathematics not so much because I knew it would be hard work as because of the amount of time I knew it would take, hours spent in a field where I was not a natural.

Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.

Poetry is an exhibit of one pendulum connecting with other and unseen pendulums inside and outside the one seen.

I could safely declare, I am an idealist... I believe in everything - I am only looking for proofs.

The people will live on.The learning and blundering people will live on.

The people know what the land knows.

Poetry is a projection across silence of cadences arranged to break that silence with definite intentions of echoes, syllables, wave lengths.

I am the people the mob the crowd the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done through me?

Let only the young come, Says the sea. Let them kiss my face And hear me. I am the last word And I tell Where storms and stars come from.

Come clean with a child heartLaugh as peaches in the summer windLet rain on a house roof be a songLet the writing on your facebe a smell of apple orchards on late June.

Tell no man anything, for no man listensYet hold thy lips ready to speak.

Read the dictionary from A to Izzard today.Get a vocabulary. Brush up on your diction.See whether wisdom is just a lot of language.

A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.

Poetry is an echo asking a shadow to dance.

I've written some poetry I don't understand myself

I'm either going to be a writer or a bum.

Time is the most valuable coin in your life. You and you alone will determine how that coin will be spent. Be careful that you do not let other people spend it for you.

A book is never a masterpiece: it becomes one.

To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.

Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it runs by.

Nothing happens unless first a dream.

In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning

Someday they'll give a war and nobody will come.

I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.

Beware of advice—even this.

The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.

Stormy husky brawling City of the Big Shoulders.