Robert Lee Frost
United States
26 Mar 1874 // 29 Jan 1963
Poeta
26 Mar 1874 // 29 Jan 1963
Poeta
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Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air.
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air.
To Earthward, 1923
By working faithfully eight hours a day, you might eventually get to be a boss and work twelve hours a day.
A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.
There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won't, and that's the wife who can't and will.
The nearest friends can go
With anyone to death, comes so far short
They might as well not try to go at all.
With anyone to death, comes so far short
They might as well not try to go at all.
Home Burial, 1914
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I ...
I took the one less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.
I took the one less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.
The Road Not Taken
Everything written is as good as it is dramatic. It need not declare itself in form, but it is drama or nothing.
A Way Out, 1929
All those who try to go it sole alone
Too proud to be beholden for relief,
Are absolutely sure to come to grief.
Too proud to be beholden for relief,
Are absolutely sure to come to grief.
Haec Fabula Docet, 1947
The land was ours before we were the land's.
She was our land more than a hundred years
Before we were her people.
She was our land more than a hundred years
Before we were her people.
The Gift Outright, 1941
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.
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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