Robert Frost Quotes
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The only certain freedom's in departure.
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There is no arguing with him, for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it.
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Haven't you heard, though, About the ships where war has found them out At sea, about the towns where war has come Through opening clouds at night with droning speed Further o'erhead than all but stars and angels And children in the ships and in the towns?
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Affection is an overpowering craving to be compellingly sought.
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Scholars and artists thrown together are often annoyed at the puzzle of where they differ. Both work from knowledge; but I suspectthey differ most importantly in the way their knowledge is come by. Scholars get theirs with conscientious thoroughness along projected lines of logic; poets theirs cavalierly and as it happens in and out of books. They stick to nothing deliberately, but let what will stick to them like burrs where they walk in the fields.
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There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can't move, and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies.
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The worst disease which can afflict executives in their work is not, as popularly supposed, alcoholism; it's egotism.
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You're searching, Joe, for things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings -- there are no such things. There are only middles.
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I turned to speak to God About the world's despair But to make bad matters worse I found God wasn't there.
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Education doesn't change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard.
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The dog barks backwards without getting up; I can remember when he was a pup.
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If there is one thing in life that I have learned about life it is... it goes on.
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Nations like the Cuban and the Swiss Can never hope to wage a Global Mission. No Holy Wars for them. The most the small Can ever give us is a nuisance brawl.
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I own I never really warmed To the reformer or reformed. And yet conversion has its place Not halfway down the scale of grace.
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We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows.
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When work becomes play, and play becomes your work, your life unfolds.
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I would not come in. I meant not even if asked, And I hadn't been.
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Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice.
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Nature's first green is gold.
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I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree and climb black branches up a snow-white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
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Poetry begins in trivial metaphors, pretty metaphors, "grace" metaphors, and goes on to the profoundest thinking that we have. Poetry provides the one permissible way of saying one thing and meaning another. People say, "Why don’t you say what you mean?" We never do that, do we, being all of us too much poets. We like to talk in parables and in hints and in indirections — whether from diffidence or some other instinct.
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The test is always how we treat the poor.
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The brain is a wonderful organ; it starts working the moment you get up in the morning and does not stop until you get into the office.
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I had a lovers quarrel with the world.