1955
Carl Sandburg
North Carolina · connected1878–1967
American writer and editor (1878–1967)
- Died in Flat Rock
poet, musicologist, historian, novelist, writer, screenwriter
Quotations with a citation
There are some people who can receive a truth by no other way than to have their understanding shocked and insulted.
Yesterday is done. Tomorrow never comes. Today is here. If you don't know what to do, sit still and listen. You may hear something. Nobody knows. We may pull apart the petals of a rose or make chemical analysis of its perfume, but the mystic beauty of its form and odor is still a secret, locked in to where we have no keys.
Back of every mistaken venture and defeat is the laughter of wisdom, if you listen. 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. To be a good loser is to learn how to win. I was sure there are ten men in me and I do not know or understand one of them. I could safely declare, I am an idealist. A Parisian cynic says "I believe in nothing. I am looking for clues." My statement would be : I believe in everything — I am only looking for proofs.
I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.
Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
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?
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.
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over the harbor and city on silent haunches, and then moves on.
I want the respect of intelligent men but I will choose for myself the intelligent. I love art but I decide for myself what is art. I adore beauty but only my own soul shall tell me what is beauty. I worship God but I define and describe God for myself. I am an individual. The pleasure of my own heart shall be first to inform me when I have done good work.
Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work — I am the grass; I cover all. And pile them high at Gettysburg And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor: What place is this? Where are we now?
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
When Abraham Lincoln was shoveled into the tombs, he forgot the copperheads and the assassin... in the dust, in the cool tombs.
Tell me if the lovers are losers... tell me if any get more than the lovers.
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.
Drum on your drums, batter on your banjos, sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.
The Republic is a dream. Nothing happens unless first a dream.
The name of an iron man goes round the world. It takes a long time to forget an iron man.
Look out how you use proud words. When you let proud words go, it is not easy to call them back. They wear long boots, hard boots.
The little girl saw her first troop parade and asked, "What are those?" "Soldiers." "What are soldiers?" "They are for war. They fight and each tries to kill as many of the other side as he can." The girl held still and studied. "Do you know … I know something?" "Yes, what is it you know?" "Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come."
The people will live on. The learning and blundering people will live on. They will be tricked and sold and again sold. And go back to the nourishing earth for rootholds.
The people know the salt of the sea and the strength of the winds lashing the corners of the earth. The people take the earth as a tomb of rest and a cradle of hope. Who else speaks for the Family of Man?
Man's life? A candle in the wind, hoar-frost on stone.
Man is a long time coming. Man will yet win. Brother may yet line up with brother: This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers. There are men who can't be bought.
A baby is God's opinion that life should go on. A book that does nothing to you is dead. A baby, whether it does anything to you, represents life. If a bad fire should break out in this house and I had my choice of saving the library or the babies, I would save what is alive. Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn baby. The finest of our precision watches, the most super-colossal of our supercargo plants, don't compare with a newborn baby in the number and ingenuity of coils and springs, in the flow and change of chemical solutions, in timing devices and interrelated parts that are irreplaceable. A baby is very modern. Yet it is also the oldest of the ancients. A baby doesn't know he is a hoary and venerable antique — but he is. Before man learned how to make an alphabet, how to make a wheel, how to make a fire, he knew how to make a baby — with the great help of woman, and his God and Maker.
If she forgets where she came from, if the people lose sight of what brought them along, if she listens to the deniers and mockers, then will begin the rot and dissolution.
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during a moment.
I see America, not in the setting sun of a black night of despair ahead of us, I see America in the crimson light of a rising sun fresh from the burning, creative hand of God. I see great days ahead, great days possible to men and women of will and vision …
The United States is, not are. The Civil War was fought over a verb. Orval Faubus don't know that. But he gonna know, he gonna know.
Time is the coin of your life. You spend it. Do not allow others to spend it for you.
One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.
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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Abraham Lincoln
· 1926
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Cornhuskers
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· 1999
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Rootabaga Stories
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Smoke and steel
· 1920
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The United States in Literature [with three long stories] -- Seventh Edition
· 1952
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Abraham Lincoln
1926
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Cornhuskers
1918
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Smoke and steel
1920
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Rootabaga Stories
2010
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The United States in Literature [with three long stories] -- Seventh Edition
1952
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1999
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