Poetry is a slipknot tightened around a time-beat of one thought, two thoughts, and a last interweaving thought there is not yet a number for. Carl Sandburg More Quotes by Carl Sandburg More Quotes From Carl Sandburg Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. Carl Sandburg changetimelife For we know when a nation goes down and never comes back, when a society or a civilization perishes, one condition may always be found. They forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what brought them along. Carl Sandburg sightlostmay If the facts are against you, argue the law. If the law is against you, argue the facts. If the law and the facts are against you, pound the table and yell like hell Carl Sandburg tableslawfacts I want to do the right thing, but often I don't know just what the right thing is. Every day I know I have come short of what I would like to have done. Yet as the years pass and I see the very world itself, with its oceans and mountains and plains, as something unfinished, a peculiar little satisfaction hunts out the corners of my heart. Sunsets and evening shadows find me regretful at task's undone, but sleep and the dawn and the air of the morning touch me with freshening hopes. Strange things blow in through my window on the wings of the night wind and I don't worry about my destiny. Carl Sandburg oceanhopemorning Love your neighbor as yourself but don't take down your fence. Carl Sandburg love-yourselfliteraturelife It is necessary ... for a man to go away by himself ... to sit on a rock ... and ask, 'Who am I, where have I been, and where am I going? Carl Sandburg reflectioninspirationalmen Nothing happens unless first we dream. Carl Sandburg inspirationimaginationdream Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. Carl Sandburg echoesdancewriting There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud. Carl Sandburg christian-inspirationaleaglesliterature Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work. Carl Sandburg carpe-diemworkwriting Be careful with your words, once they are said, they can only be forgiven, not forgotten. Carl Sandburg be-carefulforgottensaid The squeaky wheel gets the grease but the quacking duck gets shot. Carl Sandburg greasecompetitionducks If [America] 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. Carl Sandburg sightamericapeople Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. Carl Sandburg runninghappinesshands I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way. Carl Sandburg motivationallifefunny And those who say, "I'll try anything once," often try nothing twice, three times, arriving late at the gate of dreams worth dying for. Carl Sandburg dyingdreamtrying Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed. Carl Sandburg passionangerhurt Time is the coin of life. Only you can determine how it will be spent. Carl Sandburg timeattitudelife Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: "It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds. Carl Sandburg rainbowcurvestwo Time is the coin of your life. You spend it. Do not allow others to spend it for you. Carl Sandburg self-respectcoins
