Let your heart look on white sea spray and be lonely. Love is a fool star. You and a ring of stars… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Poetry is the silence and speech between a wet struggling root of a flower and a sunlit blossom of that flower. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
For we know when a nation goes down and never comes back, when a society or a civilization perishes, one condition may… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Tell him solitude is creative if he is strong and the final decisions are made in silent rooms. Tell him to be… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Yesterday is done. Tomorrow never comes. Today is here. If you don't know what to do, sit still and listen. You may… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Man is a long time coming. Man will yet win. Brother may yet line up with brother: This old anvil laughs at… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
A man may be born, but in order to be born he must first die, and in order to die he must… — 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
