Robert Frost Quotes
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We love the things we love for what they are.
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It's a funny thing that when a man hasn't anything on earth to worry about, he goes off and gets married.
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I write to find out what I didn't know I knew.
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We love things we love what they are.
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I hope to leave behind a few poems it will be hard to get rid of.
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I'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate wilfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth's the right place for love: I don't know where it's likely to go better.
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You can't trust God to be unmerciful. There you have the beginning of all wisdom.
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What is this talked-of mystery of birth. But being mounted bareback on the earth?
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The land was ours before we were the land s. She was our land more than a hundred years before we were her people.
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The sidelong glance is what you depend on.
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There is the fear that we shan't prove worthy in the eyes of someone who knows us at least as well as we know ourselves. That is the fear of God. And there is the fear of Man -fear that men won't understand us and we shall be cut of from them.
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Ends and beginningsthere are no such things. There are only middles.
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Hell is a half-filled auditorium.
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Forgive me my nonsense, as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense.
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The woods are lovely, dark, and deep but I have promises to keep....
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It is absurd to think that the only way to tell if a poem is lasting is to wait and see if it lasts. The right reader of a good poem can tell the moment it strikes him that he has taken an immortal wound-that he will never get over it.
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That day she put our heads together, Fate had her imagination about her, Your head so much concerned with outer, Mine with inner, weather.
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Keep all ur troubles in ur own pocket. But, make sure that the pocket has a hole!
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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.
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Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes Is the deed ever truly done For Heaven and the future's sakes.
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The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.
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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.
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The best thing we're put here for's to see; The strongest thing that's given us to see with's a telescope. Someone in every town, seems to me, owes it to the town to keep one.
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The people I am most afraid of are those who are the most afraid.