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 wrote poems in my corner of the Brooks Street station. I sent them to two editors who rejected them right off. I read those letters of rejection years later and I agreed with those editors.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the journey of a poet who faced rejection but later recognized the validity of that criticism.
Carl Sandburg's quote illustrates the experience of an artist grappling with rejection. Initially, he faced the disappointment of having his poems dismissed by editors, but upon reflecting on those rejections years later, he came to understand and agree with the critics' judgments. This highlights the growth that can come from experiences of failure and the importance of self-reflection in the creative process.
In practice
This quote could be used in a speech about resilience in creative fields.
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.
Read the dictionary from A to Izzard today. Get a vocabulary. Brush up on your diction. See whether wisdom is just a lot of language.
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.
People are going to say, ‘Well, it’s not very truthful.’ But a songwriter doesn’t care about what’s truthful. What he cares about is what should’ve happened, what could’ve happened. That’s its own kind of truth. It’s like people who read Shakespeare plays, but they never see a Shakespeare play. I think they just use his name.
Our species uses music and dance to express various feelings: love, joy, comfort, ceremony, knowledge, and friendship. And each one is distinct and widely recognized within cultures. Love songs cause us to move slowly and fluidly, for example, while songs of joy inspire us to dance in a full-body aerobic way.
I don't agree with the sentiment 'write what you know.'... I think one should write what one doesn't know. The world is bigger and wider and more complex than our small subjective selves. One should prod, goad the imagination.
Rhythm is a perception of time... when drawing, the tiredness of the hand is a rhythm.
I feel so entirely in my element with a full orchestra; even if my mortal enemies were marshalled before me, I could lead them, master them, surround them, or repulse them.
I find above all that the expression, atonal music, is most unfortunate — it is on a par with calling flying the art of not falling, or swimming the art of not drowning.
Subscribe for the occasional hand-picked quote. No noise.