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The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader. I know people who read without hearing the sentence sounds and they were the fastest readers. Eye readers we call them. They get the meaning by glances. But they are bad readers because they miss the best part of what a good writer puts into his work.
Robert Frost
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Keep all ur troubles in ur own pocket. But, make sure that the pocket has a hole!
Robert Frost
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We love things we love what they are.
Robert Frost
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But what would interest you about the brook, It's always cold in summer, warm in winter.
Robert Frost
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And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song.
Robert Frost
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The woods are lovely, dark, and deep but I have promises to keep....
Robert Frost
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Thinking isn't agreeing or disagreeing. That's voting.
Robert Frost
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I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago.
Robert Frost
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If you remember only one thing I've said, remember that an idea is a feat of association, and the height of it is a good metaphor. If you have never made a good metaphor, then you don't know what it's all about.
Robert Frost
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Two such as you with such a master speed, cannot be parted nor be swept away, from one another once you are agreed, that life is only life forevermore, together wing to wing and oar to oar.
Robert Frost
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Humor is the most engaging cowardice.
Robert Frost
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We love the things we love for what they are.
Robert Frost
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Let cloud shapes swarm, / Let chaos storm, / I wait for form.
Robert Frost
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I shall set forth for somewhere, I shall make the reckless choice Some say when they are in voice And tossing so as to scare The white clouds over them on, I shall have less to say, But I shall be none.
Robert Frost
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Ends and beginningsthere are no such things. There are only middles.
Robert Frost
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I hope to leave behind a few poems it will be hard to get rid of.
Robert Frost
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There's nothing I'm afraid of like scared people.
Robert Frost
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For dear me, why abandon a belief Merely because it ceases to be true.
Robert Frost
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But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire They lie closed over in the wind and cling Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire.
Robert Frost
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What is this talked-of mystery of birth. But being mounted bareback on the earth?
Robert Frost
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Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting. A poem may be worked over once it is in being, but may not be worried into being.
Robert Frost
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A poet must never make a statement simply because it sounds poetically exciting; he must also believe it to be true." - W. H. Auden "A poem...begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness...It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost
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I'm always saying something that's just the edge of something more.
Robert Frost
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Freedom is when you are easy in the harness.
Robert Frost
