Quote #18090
Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split the...
Category Archives: Carl Sandburg
Quote #18091
One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.
Quote #18092
The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.
Quote #18093
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and...
Quote #18094
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have,...
Quote #18095
Sometime they’ll give a war and nobody will come.
Quote #18096
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
Quote #18097
I see America, not in the setting sun of a black night of despair...
Quote #18082
Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and you can...
Quote #18098
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city...