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Freedom is baffling: men having it often know not they have it till it is gone and they no longer have it.
Carl Sandburg
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Carl Sandburg
Age: 89 †
Born: 1878
Born: January 6
Died: 1967
Died: July 22
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Carl August Sandburg
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What is there more of in the world than anything else? Ends.
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An ambition is a little creeper that creeps and creeps in your heart night and day, singing a little song, Come and find me, come and find me.
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Time is a sandpile we run our fingers in.
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And even now she beats her head against the bars in the same old way and wonders if there is a bigger place the railroads run to from Chicago where maybe there is romance and big things and real dreams that never go smash.
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Time is the coin of our live. We must take care how we spend it.
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POETRY: A sliver of the moon lost in the belly of a golden frog.
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A politician should have three hats. One for throwing into the ring, one for talking through, and one for pulling rabbits out of if elected.
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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.
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Poetry is a type-font design for an alphabet of fun, hate, love, death.
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An expert is a damn fool a long way from home.
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There are people who want to be everywhere at once, and they get nowhere
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Our lives are like a candle in the wind.
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Rest is not a word of free people. Rest is a monarchical word.
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Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations.
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Poetry is a section of river-fog and moving boat-lights, delivered between bridges and whistles, so one says, 'Oh!' and another, 'How?'
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Hog butcher for the world, Tool maker, stacker of wheat, Player with railroads and the nation's freight handler Stormy, husky, brawling, City of big shoulders.
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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.
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I had been keeping an off eye on the advertising field, thinking I might become an idea man and a copywriter.
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