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Time is a sandpile we run our fingers in.

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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To never see a fool you lock yourself in your room and smash the looking-glass.
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The sea is always the same: and yet the sea always changes.
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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?
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Money is power, freedom, a cushion, the root of all evil, the sum of blessings.
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