Carl Sandburg

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Carl Sandburg (January 6, 1878 – July 22, 1967) was an American poet, writer, and editor who won three Pulitzer Prizes: two for his poetry and one for his biography of Abraham Lincoln. During his lifetime, Sandburg was widely regarded as "a major figure in contemporary literature", especially for volumes of his collected verse, including Chicago Poems (1916), Cornhuskers (1918), and Smoke and Steel (1920). He enjoyed "unrivaled appeal as a poet in his day, perhaps because the breadth of his experiences connected him with so many strands of American life", and at his death in 1967, President Lyndon B. Johnson observed that "Carl Sandburg was more than the voice of America, more than the poet of its strength and genius. He was America."

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Carl Sandburg Quotes

Carl Sandburg #Morning #Society

Photo of Carl Sandburg In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning.
Carl Sandburg #Best

Photo of Carl Sandburg Nearly all the best things that came to me in life have been unexpected, unplanned by me.
Carl Sandburg #Failure

Photo of Carl Sandburg All human actions are equivalent... and all are on principle doomed to failure.
Carl Sandburg #Funny

Photo of Carl Sandburg I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.
Carl Sandburg #God #Life

Photo of Carl Sandburg A baby is God's opinion that life should go on.
Carl Sandburg #Good #Motivational

Photo of Carl Sandburg To be a good loser is to learn how to win.
Carl Sandburg #Poetry

Photo of Carl Sandburg Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Carl Sandburg #Work

Photo of Carl Sandburg 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 #Happiness

Photo of Carl Sandburg The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.
Carl Sandburg #Poetry

Photo of Carl Sandburg Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Carl Sandburg #Poetry

Photo of Carl Sandburg Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.
Carl Sandburg #Respect

Photo of Carl Sandburg The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.
Carl Sandburg #Trust

Photo of Carl Sandburg I learned you can't trust the judgment of good friends.
Carl Sandburg #War

Photo of Carl Sandburg Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
Carl Sandburg #Work

Photo of Carl Sandburg To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.
Carl Sandburg #Work

Photo of Carl Sandburg Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.
Carl Sandburg #Future #Moving On

Photo of Carl Sandburg I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems and remember, no one can get the jump on the future.
Carl Sandburg #Nature

Photo of Carl Sandburg Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split the boulder.
Carl Sandburg #Poetry

Photo of Carl Sandburg We read Robert Browning's poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough.
Carl Sandburg #Religion

Photo of Carl Sandburg I won't take my religion from any man who never works except with his mouth.
Carl Sandburg #Wisdom

Photo of Carl Sandburg Back of every mistaken venture and defeat is the laughter of wisdom, if you listen.
Carl Sandburg #Life #Time

Photo of 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 #Poetry

Photo of Carl Sandburg When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on.
Carl Sandburg #Age

Photo of Carl Sandburg I have always felt that a woman has the right to treat the subject of her age with ambiguity until, perhaps, she passes into the realm of over ninety. Then it is better she be candid with herself and with the world.
Carl Sandburg #Time

Photo of Carl Sandburg Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.