Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. – Carl Sandburg
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. – Carl Sandburg
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. – Carl Sandburg
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. – Carl Sandburg
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
All human actions are equivalent… and all are on principle doomed to failure. – Carl Sandburg