Robert Frost Quotes And Poems
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.
Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman’s birthday but never remembers her age.
Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
The best way out is always through.
Freedom lies in being bold.
The jury consist of twelve persons chosen to decide who has the better lawyer.
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Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane.
I’m not confused. I’m just well mixed.
A successful lawsuit is the one worn by a policeman.
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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College is a refuge from hasty judgment.
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
I go to school the youth to learn the future.
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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We love the things we love for what they are.
A poet never takes notes. You never take notes in a love affair.
I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.
You don’t have to deserve your mother’s love. You have to deserve your father’s.
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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If you don’t know how great this country is, I know someone who does; Russia.
A liberal is a man too broadminded to take his own side in a quarrel.
Nobody was ever meant, To remember or invent, What he did with every cent.
Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.
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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
You can be a little ungrammatical if you come from the right part of the country.
We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows.
I hold it to be the inalienable right of anybody to go to hell in his own way.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I’ll forgive Thy great big joke on me.
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on.
Forgive me my nonsense, as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense.
They would not find me changed from him they knew – only more sure of all I thought was true.
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Pressed into service means pressed out of shape.
You have freedom when you’re easy in your harness.
Education is hanging around until you’ve caught on.
You can be a rank insider as well as a rank outsider.
Thinking isn’t agreeing or disagreeing. That’s voting.
The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader.
Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.
Humor is the most engaging cowardice.
Hell is a half-filled auditorium.
The only certain freedom’s in departure.
Nothing can make injustice just but mercy.
One aged man – one man – can’t fill a house.
A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.
To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.
Space ails us moderns: we are sick with space.
I’d just as soon play tennis with the net down.
If society fits you comfortably enough, you call it freedom.
Writing free verse is like playing tennis with the net down.
Don’t ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.
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Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.
Two such as you with such a master speed, cannot be parted nor be swept away, from one another once you are agreed, that life is only life forevermore, together wing to wing and oar to oar.
Education doesn’t change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard.
Always fall in with what you’re asked to accept. Take what is given, and make it over your way. My aim in life has always been to hold my own with whatever’s going. Not against: with.
A person will sometimes devote all his life to the development of one part of his body – the wishbone.
Talking is a hydrant in the yard and writing is a faucet upstairs in the house. Opening the first takes the pressure off the second.
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.
Style is that which indicates how the writer takes himself and what he is saying. It is the mind skating circles around itself as it moves forward.
And were an epitaph to be my story I’d have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.
If one by one we counted people out For the least sin, it wouldn’t take us long To get so we had no one left to live with. For to be social is to be forgiving.
My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.
The strongest and most effective force in guaranteeing the long-term maintenance of power is not violence in all the forms deployed by the dominant to control the dominated, but consent in all the forms in which the dominated acquiesce in their own domination.
Famous Robert Frost Poems
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The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost Poem The Road Not Taken
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening – Poem by Robert Frost
Nature’s first green is gold
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Nothing Gold Can Stay – Poem by Robert Frost
Nature’s first green is gold
The rain to the wind said,
‘You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.
Lodged – Poem by Robert Frost
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire,
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Fire and Ice – Poem by Robert Frost
An Old Man’s Winter Night
All out-of-doors looked darkly in at him
Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars,
That gathers on the pane in empty rooms.
What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze
Was the lamp tilted near them in his hand.
What kept him from remembering what it was
That brought him to that creaking room was age.
He stood with barrels round him—at a loss.
And having scared the cellar under him
In clomping there, he scared it once again
In clomping off;—and scared the outer night,
Which has its sounds, familiar, like the roar
Of trees and crack of branches, common things,
But nothing so like beating on a box.
A light he was to no one but himself
Where now he sat, concerned with he knew what,
A quiet light, and then not even that.
He consigned to the moon—such as she was,
So late-arising—to the broken moon
As better than the sun in any case
For such a charge, his snow upon the roof,
His icicles along the wall to keep;
And slept. The log that shifted with a jolt
Once in the stove, disturbed him and he shifted,
And eased his heavy breathing, but still slept.
One aged man—one man—can’t keep a house,
A farm, a countryside, or if he can,
It’s thus he does it of a winter night.
An Old Man’s Winter Night – Poem by Robert Frost
By working faithfully eight hours a day you may eventually get to be boss and work twelve hours a day.
Two roads diverged in a wood and I – I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.
The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother’s always a Democrat.
The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.
I never dared to be radical when young for fear it would make me conservative when old.
Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.
I am a writer of books in retrospect. I talk in order to understand; I teach in order to learn.
There never was any heart truly great and generous, that was not also tender and compassionate.
Being the boss anywhere is lonely. Being a female boss in a world of mostly men is especially so.
The middle of the road is where the white line is – and that’s the worst place to drive.
A civilized society is one which tolerates eccentricity to the point of doubtful sanity.
The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them.
No memory of having starred atones for later disregard, or keeps the end from being hard.
You can’t get too much winter in the winter.
I always entertain great hopes.
To be social is to be forgiving.
The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom… in a clarification of life – not necessarily a great clarification, such as sects and cults are founded on, but in a momentary stay against confusion.
The best things and best people rise out of their separateness; I’m against a homogenized society because I want the cream to rise.
I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense.
The worst disease which can afflict executives in their work is not, as popularly supposed, alcoholism; it’s egotism.
Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.
I often say of George Washington that he was one of the few in the whole history of the world who was not carried away by power.
The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended-and not to take a hint when a hint isn’t intended.
Most of the change we think we see in life is due to truths being in and out of favor.
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering.
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