Robert Frost Quotes
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I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise So close to our dwelling place?
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The chief reason for going to school is to get the impression fixed for life that there is a book side for everything.
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Yes, and even for the past...that it will turn out to have been all right for what it was. Something I can accept. Mistakes made by the self I had to be or was not able to be.
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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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The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But now the theory goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is, and so's The plum, I suppose. The dear only knows What will next prove a rose. You, of course, are a rose But were always a rose.
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The sidelong glance is what you depend on.
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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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Courage is the human virtue that counts most-courage to act on limited knowledge and insufficient evidence. That's all any of us have.
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I hate the idea that you ought to read the whole of anybody.
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Don't be agnostic - be something.
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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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When I was young my teachers were the old. I gave up fire for form till I was cold.
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He thought that I was after him for a feather--- The white one in his tail: like one who takes everything said as personal to himself.
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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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An idea is a feat of association.
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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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Next to nothing for use.But a crop is a crop,And who's to say where The harvest shall stop?
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I cut my own hair. I got sick of barbers because they talk too much. And too much of their talk was about my hair coming out.
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Nor is there wanting in the press Some spirit to stand simply forth, Heroic in it nakedness, Against the uttermost of earth. The tale of earth's unhonored things Sounds nobler there than 'neath the sun; And the mind whirls and the heart sings, And a shout greets the daring one.
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I have been one acquainted with the night.
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There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won't, and that's a wife who can't cook and will.
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In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
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The beauty of enmity is insecurity; the beauty of friendship is in security.
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There is little much beyond the grave, but the strong are saying nothing until they see.