Gather the stars if you wish it so Gather the songs and keep them. Gather the faces of women. Gather for keeping… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
“Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work-- I am the grass; I cover all.… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
His books were part of him. Each year of his life, it seemed, his books became more and more a part of… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
I have in later years taken to Euclid, Whitehead, Bertrand Russell, in an elemental way. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
All my life I have been trying to learn, to read, to see and hear, and to write. At sixty-five I began… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Here is the difference between Dante, Milton, and me. They wrote about hell and never saw the place. I wrote about Chicago… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
I was up day and night with Lincoln for years. I couldn't have picked a better companion. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
I want to do the right thing, but often I don't know just what the right thing is. Every day I know… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
I can remember only a few of the strange and curious words now dead but living and spoken by the English people… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
I wrote poems in my corner of the Brooks Street station. I sent them to two editors who rejected them right off.… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
The peace of great books be for you, Stains of pressed clover leaves on pages, Bleach of the light of years held… — 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
