Give me hunger, pain and want, Shut me out with shame and failure From your doors of gold and fame, Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger! But leave me a little love.
Carl SandburgRead
I decided I would go to Chicago and try my luck as a writer after those eight months as a fireman.
Interpretation
Taking risks and pursuing your passions can lead to new opportunities.
In this quote, Carl Sandburg reflects on a pivotal decision in his life where he chose to leave his job as a fireman to pursue his ambition of becoming a writer in Chicago. It emphasizes the importance of following one's dreams, even when it involves uncertainty and change, highlighting the courage it takes to step into the unknown in search of one's true calling.
In practice
In a motivational speech about pursuing your passions.
Give me hunger, pain and want, Shut me out with shame and failure From your doors of gold and fame, Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger! But leave me a little love.
Nothing happens... but first a dream.
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My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.
A liar goes in fine clothes, a liar goes in rags, a liar is a liar, clothes or no clothes.
I get one hour, really 25 minutes in a sermon on a weekend, to combat all the hours of the week that people are told you are what you have through billboards, commercials, and sitcoms, and so forth.
All progress is based upon a universal innate desire on the part of every organism to live beyond its income.
What a mistake those who do not hope make! Judas made a huge blunder the day in which he sold Christ for 30 denarii, but he made an even bigger one when he thought that his sin was too great to be forgiven. No sin is too big: any wretchedness, however great, can always be enclosed in infinite mercy.
La duda es uno de los nombres de la inteligencia.
Every death is like the burning of a library.
When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off; you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy. β¦People fancy they are enjoying themselves, but they are really tearing out their wings for the sake of an illusion.
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