Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and you can look out of the window and see the blue sky - or the answer is wrong and you have to start over and try again and see how it comes out this time. Carl Sandburg More Quotes by Carl Sandburg More Quotes From Carl Sandburg Hope is an echo, hope ties itself yonder, yonder. Carl Sandburg echoes ties hope The scholars and poets of an earlier time can be read only with a dictionary to help. Carl Sandburg scholar poet helping Poetry is a projection across silence of cadences arranged to break that silence with definite intentions of echoes, syllables, wave lengths. Carl Sandburg cadence echoes silence There is a formal poetry perfect only in form?the number of syllables, the designated and required stresses of accent, the rhymes if wantedthey come off with the skill of a solved crossword puzzle. Carl Sandburg stress skills numbers 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. Carl Sandburg summer beautiful memories 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? Carl Sandburg done people world What of the Wright boys in Dayton? Just around the corner they had a shop and did a bicycle business-and they wanted to fly for the sake of flying. They were Man the Seeker, Man on a Quest. Money was their last thought, their final absent-minded idea. They threw out a lot of old mistaken measurements and figured new ones that stood up when they took off and held the air and steered a course. They proved that "the faster you go the less power you need." Carl Sandburg men boys ideas Time is a great teacher, Carl Sandburg hope time teacher If I added to their pride of America, I am happy. Carl Sandburg pride ifs america Under the harvest moon, Carl Sandburg moon beautiful night out of great Russia came three Carl Sandburg russia gun land Poetry is an art practiced with the terribly plastic material of human language. Carl Sandburg plastic language art Always the path of American destiny has been into the unknown. Always there arose enough reserves of strength, balances of sanity, portions of wisdom to carry the nation through to a fresh start with ever-renewing vitality. Carl Sandburg balance destiny america Life goes before we know what it is. / One fool is enough in any house. / Even God gets tired of too much hallelujah. / Take it easy and live long as brothers. Carl Sandburg tired brother long The drum in a dream pounds loud to the dreamer. Carl Sandburg pounds dream science Men of ideas vanish when freedom vanishes. Carl Sandburg freedom men science The people will live on.The learning and blundering people will live on. Carl Sandburg mankind people Poetry is an exhibit of one pendulum connecting with other and unseen pendulums inside and outside the one seen. Carl Sandburg pendulums unseen poetry-is Poetry is a fossil rock-print of a fin and a wing, with an illegible oath between. Carl Sandburg fossils rocks wings The people know what the land knows. Carl Sandburg land knows people
