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Robert Frost
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Robert Frost
Age: 88 †
Born: 1874
Born: March 26
Died: 1963
Died: January 29
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San Francisco County
California
Robert Lee Frost
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Unless you are educated in metaphor, you are not safe to be let loose in the world.
Robert Frost
I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering.
Robert Frost
Come grow old with me, for the best is yet to come!
Robert Frost
A man has got to keep his extrication. The important thing is not to get bogged down In what he has to do to earn a living.
Robert Frost
New is a word for fools in towns who think Style upon style in dress and thought at last Must get somewhere.
Robert Frost
Let's get my incantation right: I wish I may, I wish I might Give earth another satellite.
Robert Frost
The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader. I know people who read without hearing the sentence sounds and they were the fastest readers. Eye readers we call them. They get the meaning by glances. But they are bad readers because they miss the best part of what a good writer puts into his work.
Robert Frost
Everyone asks for freedom for himself, The man free love, the businessman free trade, The writer and talker free speech and free press.
Robert Frost
I own I never really warmed To the reformer or reformed. And yet conversion has its place Not halfway down the scale of grace.
Robert Frost
The middle of the road is where the white line is - and that's the worst place to drive.
Robert Frost
Freedom is when you are easy in the harness.
Robert Frost
Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting. . . . Read it a hundred times it will forever keep its freshness as a metal keeps its fragrance. It can never lose its sense of a meaning that once unfolded by surprise as it went.
Robert Frost
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.
Robert Frost
The truth is the river flows into the canyon Of Ceasing-to-Question-What-Doesn't-Concern-Us, As sooner or later we have to cease somewhere.
Robert Frost
Nearly everybody is looking for something brave to do. I don't know why people shouldn't write poetry. That's brave.
Robert Frost
Space ails us moderns: we are sick with space.
Robert Frost
Thinking is not to agree or disagree. That's voting.
Robert Frost
Trust him to have his bitter politics Against his unacquaintances the rich Who sleep in houses of their own, though mortgaged. Conservatives, they don't know what to save.
Robert Frost
The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.
Robert Frost
How are we to write The Russian novel in America As long as life goes so unterribly?
Robert Frost