Robert Frost Quotes
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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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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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Bounds should be set To ingenuity for being so cruel In bringing change unheralded on the unready.
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Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these She a window flower And he a winter breeze ...
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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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A poet never takes notes. You never take notes in a love affair.
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The question that he frames in all but words is what to make of a diminished thing.
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Love has earth to which she clings....
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He burned his house down for the fire insurance and spent the proceeds on a telescope.
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Sarcastic Science, she would like to know, In her complacent ministry of fear, How we propose to get away from here When she has made things so we have to go Or be wiped out. Will she be asked to show Us how by rocket we may hope to steer To some star off there, say, a half light-year Through temperature of absolute zero? Why wait for Science to supply the how When any amateur can tell it now? The way to go away should be the same As fifty million years ago we came- If anyone remembers how that was I have a theory, but it hardly does.
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But he had gone his way, the grass all mown, And I must be, as he had been - alone, As all must be, I said within my heart, Whether they work together or apart.
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How are we to write The Russian novel in America As long as life goes so unterribly?
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A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.
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Suddenly, quietly, you realize that - from this moment forth - you will no longer walk through this life alone. Like a new sun this awareness arises within you, freeing you from fear, opening your life. It is the beginning of love, and the end of all that came before.
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The only way around is through.
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I never feel more at home than at a ballgame.
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You have freedom when you're easy in your harness.
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And one of the three great things in the world is gossip, you know. First there's religion; and then there's science; and there's-and then there's friendly gossip. Those are the three-the three great things.
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Poets like Shakespeare know more about poetry than any $25 an hour man.
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Time and tide wait for no man, but time always stands still for a woman of 30.
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Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.
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Originality and initiative are what I ask for my country.
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Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.
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He is all pine and I am apple orchard. My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors.