Quote

There was always the consolation that if I didn't like what I wrote I could throw it away or burn it.

Carl Sandburg

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Carl Sandburg
Age: 89 †
Born: 1878
Born: January 6
Died: 1967
Died: July 22
Biographer
Historian
Journalist
Musicologist
Novelist
Poet
Screenwriter
Trade Unionist
Writer
Galesburg
Illinois
Carl August Sandburg
Didn
Always
Like
Consolation
Burn
Throw
Wrote
Literature
Away

More quotes by Carl Sandburg

Image
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
Image
Poetry is a fossil rock-print of a fin and a wing, with an illegible oath between.
Carl Sandburg
Image
The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.
Carl Sandburg
Image
Poetry is the arithmetic of the easiest way and the primrose path, matched up with foam-flanked horses, bloody knuckles, and bones, on the hard ways to the stars.
Carl Sandburg
Image
The buffaloes are gone. And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.
Carl Sandburg
Image
Tell me if the lovers are losers... tell me if any get more than the lovers.
Carl Sandburg
Image
Love your neighbor as yourself but don't take down your fence.
Carl Sandburg
Image
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.
Carl Sandburg
Image
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.
Carl Sandburg
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
Image
Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.
Carl Sandburg
Image
I had been keeping an off eye on the advertising field, thinking I might become an idea man and a copywriter.
Carl Sandburg
Image
POETRY: A sliver of the moon lost in the belly of a golden frog.
Carl Sandburg
Image
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
Image
There is only one man in the world and his name is All Men. There is only one woman in the world and her name is All Women. There is only one child in the world and the child's name is All Children.
Carl Sandburg
Image
Calling it off comes easy enough if you haven't told the girl you are smitten with her.
Carl Sandburg
Image
There is no song to your singing.
Carl Sandburg
Image
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must.
Carl Sandburg
Image
A liar goes in fine clothes, a liar goes in rags, a liar is a liar, clothes or no clothes.
Carl Sandburg
Image
So I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them: Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Carl Sandburg