We read Robert Brownings poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough. – Carl Sandburg
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. – Carl Sandburg
We read Robert Brownings poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough. – Carl Sandburg
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. – Carl Sandburg
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems and remember, no one can get the jump on the future. – Carl Sandburg