

Quotes By Robert Frost

Poet
Robert Frost
Mar 26, 1874 - Jan 29, 1963
Two such as you with such a master speed,Cannot be parted nor be swept away.
I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart.
Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.
Space ails us moderns: we are sick with space.
The chief reason for going to school is to get the impression fixed for life that there is a book side for everything.
You can be a rank insider as well as a rank outsider.
The question that he frames in all but words is what to make of a diminished thing.
The sweet of bitter barkAnd burning clove.
The nearest friends can goWith anyone to death, comes so far shortThey might as well not try to go at all.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orch-ard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night.
Don't join too many gangs. Join few if any. Join the United States and join the family- But not much in between unless a college.
The footpath down to the well is healed.
A poem may be worked over once it is in being, but may not be worried into being.
A bird half wakened in the lunar noonSang halfway through its little inborn tune.
Hell is a half-filled auditorium.
I go to school the youth to learn the future.
I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago.
The only certain freedom's in departure.
Ends and beginnings there are no such things. There are only middles.
All there is to writing is having ideas. To learn to write is to learn to have ideas.
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