Carl Sandburg - Chicago Poems (1916) "Fog"

The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Carl Sandburg
There are dreams stronger than death. Men and women die holding these dreams.
Carl Sandburg
Nothing happens unless first a dream.
Carl Sandburg
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.
Carl Sandburg
I see America, not in the setting sun of a black night of despair ahead of us, I see America in the crimson light of a rising sun fresh from the burning, creative hand of God. I see great days ahead, great days possible to men and women of will and vision.
Carl Sandburg
Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand to your pencil to your paper until you get the right answer.
Carl Sandburg - New York Times Feb. 13, 1959
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.
Carl Sandburg - Cornhuskers (1918) "Prairie"
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
Carl Sandburg
When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what had brought them along.
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 - Chicago Poems (1916) "Fog"