Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn child. Carl Sandburg More Quotes by Carl Sandburg More Quotes From Carl Sandburg 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 girl stories littles Calling it off comes easy enough if you haven't told the girl you are smitten with her. Carl Sandburg girl literature calling Strange things blow in through my window on the wings of the night wind and I don't worry about my destiny. Carl Sandburg destiny blow night Shame is the feeling you have when you agree with the woman who loves you that you are the man she thinks you are. Carl Sandburg love-you men thinking We don't have to think up a title till we get the doggone book written. Carl Sandburg titles book thinking A book is never a masterpiece: it becomes one. Genius is the talent of a dead man. Carl Sandburg genius men book Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits. Carl Sandburg poetry synthesis literature There was always the consolation that if I didn't like what I wrote I could throw it away or burn it. Carl Sandburg consolation literature ifs Here is the difference between Dante, Milton, and me. They wrote about hell and never saw the place. I wrote about Chicago after looking the town over for years and years. Carl Sandburg differences cities years I stayed away from mathematics not so much because I knew it would be hard work as because of the amount of time I knew it would take, hours spent in a field where I was not a natural. Carl Sandburg hard-work fields would-be Gather the stars if you wish it so Gather the songs and keep them. Gather the faces of women. Gather for keeping years and years. And then... Loosen your hands, let go and say good-bye. Let the stars and songs go. Let the faces and years go. Loosen your hands and say good-bye. Carl Sandburg stars letting-go song The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect. Carl Sandburg respect ocean sea I've written some poetry I don't understand myself. Carl Sandburg poetry-is poetry literature Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. Carl Sandburg air animal life Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must. Carl Sandburg whiskey ashes dust Read the dictionary from A to Izzard today. Get a vocabulary. Brush up on your diction. See whether wisdom is just a lot of language. Carl Sandburg diction vocabulary today Now I am here - now read me - give me a name. Carl Sandburg give-me names giving There is a music for lonely hearts nearly always. If the music dies down there is a silence. Almost the same as the movement of music. To know silence perfectly is to know music. Carl Sandburg silence lonely heart I asked the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me what is happiness. And I went to famous executives who boss the work of thousands of men. They all shook their heads and gave me a smile as though I was trying to fool with them. And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along the Desplaines river and I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with their women and children and a keg of beer and an accordion. Carl Sandburg sunday beer children There are men and women so lonely they believe God, too, is lonely. Carl Sandburg lonely men believe
