Poetry is any page from a sketchbook of outlines of a doorknob with thumb-prints of dust, blood, dreams. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
There are dreams stronger than death. Men and women die holding these dreams. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
And those who say, "I'll try anything once," often try nothing twice, three times, arriving late at the gate of dreams worth… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
And even now she beats her head against the bars in the same old way and wonders if there is a bigger… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
All we need to begin with is a # dream that we can do better than before. All we need to have… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Lips half-willing in a doorway. Lips half-singing at a window. Eyes half-dreaming in the walls. Feet half-dancing in a kitchen. Even the… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Gather the stars if you wish it so Gather the songs and keep them. Gather the faces of women. Gather for keeping years and… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Back of every mistaken venture and defeat is the laughter of wisdom, if you listen. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Somebody's little girl- how easy it is to make a sob story over who she once was and who she now is. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Let your heart look on white sea spray and be lonely. Love is a fool star. You and a ring of stars may mention… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: "It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
There are ten men in me and I do not know or understand one of them. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
“Time is the most valuable coin in your life. You and you alone will determine how that coin will be spent. Be careful that… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
a women is like a tea bag.it's only when she is in hot water that you realize how strong she is. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
