Carl Sandburg

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Carl August Sandburg (January 6, 1878 – July 22, 1967) was an American poet, historian, novelist, balladeer, and folklorist. He was born in Galesburg, Illinois of Swedish parents. He lived in the midwest, primarily Chicago, and in 1945 moved to a large estate named Connemara, in Flat Rock, North Carolina. He and his wife and daughters resided at Connemara until his death in 1967. H. L. Mencken called Carl Sandburg "indubitably an American in every pulse-beat. <a href="https://www.last.fm/music/

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5 total works indexed

1. Global burden of 369 diseases and injuries in 204 countries and territories, 1990–2019: a systematic analysis for the Global Burden of Disease Study 2019

   · 2020 · cited 15,396x

2. The MIQE Guidelines: Minimum Information for Publication of Quantitative Real-Time PCR Experiments

   · 2009 · cited 13,946x

3. Salmon provides fast and bias-aware quantification of transcript expression

   · 2017 · cited 12,067x

4. Global, regional, and national incidence, prevalence, and years lived with disability for 354 diseases and injuries for 195 countries and territories, 1990–2017: a systematic analysis for the Global Burden of Disease Study 2017

   · 2018 · cited 10,818x

5. The Sequence of the Human Genome

   · 2001 · cited 10,178x

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Quotes

• “There are some people who can receive a truth by no other way than to have their understanding shocked and insulted.”
• “Yesterday is done. Tomorrow never comes. Today is here. If you don't know what to do, sit still and listen. You may hear something. Nobody knows. We may pull apart the petals of a rose or make chemical analysis of its perfume, but the mystic beauty of its form and odor is still a secret, locked in to where we have no keys.”
• “I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.”
• “Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.”
• “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?”
• “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.”

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