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Carl Sandburg

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Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment.

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There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.

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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.

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Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.

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A baby is God's opinion that life should go on.

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The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.

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To be a good loser is to learn how to win.

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The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.

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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.

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There have been as many varieties of socialists as there are wild birds that fly in the woods and sometimes go up and on through the clouds.

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I am an idealist. I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way.

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I never made a mistake in grammar but one in my life and as soon as I done it I seen it.

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