Robert Frost Quotes
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When work becomes play, and play becomes your work, your life unfolds.
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You've often heard me say - perhaps too often - that poetry is what is lost in translation. It is also what is lost in interpretation. That little poem means just what it says and it says what it means, nothing less but nothing more.
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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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I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye.
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Now no joy but lacks salt .That is not dashed with pain and weariness and fault; I crave the stain Of tears, the aftermark Of almost too much love, The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.
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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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What makes a nation in the beginning is a good piece of geography.
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Fortunately, we don't need to know how bad an age is. There is something we can always be doing without reference to how good or bad the age is.
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I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have out walked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet. When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly light, One luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night.
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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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Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.
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Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice.
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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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When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand still and look around On all the hills I haven't hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground, Blade-end up and five feet tall, And plod: I go up to the stone wall For a friendly visit.
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Nothing is quite honest that is not commercial, but not everything commercial is honest.
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A poet never takes notes. You never take notes in a love affair.
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God made a beauteous garden With lovely flowers strown, But one straight, narrow pathway That was not overgrown. And to this beauteous garden He brought mankind to live, And said "To you, my children, These lovely flowers I give. Prune ye my vines and fig trees, With care my flowers tend, But keep the pathway open Your home is at the end." God's Garden
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Poets like Shakespeare know more about poetry than any $25 an hour man.
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The dog barks backwards without getting up; I can remember when he was a pup.
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Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
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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 can make a little order where we are, and then the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with colors, with a garden, with the furnishings of a room, or with sounds and words. We make a little form, and we gain composure.
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Nature's first green is gold.
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How many things have to happen to you before something occurs to you?