Man is a long time coming. Man will yet win. Brother may yet line up with brother: This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.There are men who can’t be bought.
CARL SANDBURGMan is a long time coming. Man will yet win. Brother may yet line up with brother: This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.There are men who can’t be bought.
More Carl Sandburg Quotes
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When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on.
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Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.
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Poetry is a fresh morning spider-web telling a story of moonlit hours of weaving and waiting during a night.
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If the facts are against you, argue the law. If the law is against you, argue the facts. If the law and the facts are against you, pound the table and yell like hell
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In the average newspaper there is not a complete suppression of stories that the sacred cows don’t want printed. But rather what happens is that the stories get printed with stresses, colorations and emphasis that favor the sacred cows.
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Be careful with your words, once they are said, they can only be forgiven, not forgotten.
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There is no song to your singing.
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Look out how you use proud words. When you let proud words go, it is not easy to call them back. They wear long boots, hard boots; they walk off proud; they can’t hear you calling. Look out how you use proud words.
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Poetry is a sky dark with a wild-duck migration.
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My first stringed instrument was a cigar box banjo where I cut and turned the pegs and strung the wires myself.
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Rest is not a word of free people. Rest is a monarchical word.
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If I added to their pride of America, I am happy.
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The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.
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Enough small empty boxes thrown into a big empty box fill it full.
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It was here we turned the coffee cups upside down. And your eyes and the moon swept the valley.
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