There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.
Carl SandburgThere was always the consolation that if I didn't like what I wrote I could throw it away or burn it.
Carl SandburgThere is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.
Carl SandburgThere was always the consolation that if I didn't like what I wrote I could throw it away or burn it.
Carl Sandburg