The republic is a dream. Nothing happens unless first a dream. Carl Sandburg
Language
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work.Carl Sandburg
Nature
Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work— I am the grass; I cover all. Carl Sandburg
Peoples and Places
Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders. Carl Sandburg
Poetry and Poets
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during a moment.Carl Sandburg: Good Morning, America
The Past
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.Carl Sandburg
The People
I am the people—the mob—the crowd—the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done through me? Carl Sandburg
War
Little girl. . . . Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.Carl Sandburg: The People, Yes
Weather
The fog comes on little cat feet.
It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. Carl Sandburg