Quote by Carl Sandburg
Im an idealist. I dont know where Im going, but Im on my way. - Ca

Im an idealist. I dont know where Im going, but Im on my way. – Carl Sandburg

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Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed. – Carl Sandburg

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

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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

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