Robert Frost Quotes

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A sentence is a sound in itself on which other sounds called words may be strung.

Robert Frost
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on.

Robert Frost
I was under twenty when I deliberately put it to myself one night after good conversation that there are moments when we actually touch in talk what the best writing can only come near. The curse of our book language is not so much that it keeps forever to the same set phrases... but that it sounds forever with the same reading tones. We must go out into the vernacular for tones that haven't been brought to book.

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The height of the adventure is the height
Of country where two village cultures faded
Into each other. Both of them are lost. And if you're lost enough to find yourself
By now, pull in your ladder road behind you
And put a sign up CLOSED to all but me.

Robert Frost
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.

Robert Frost
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.

Robert Frost
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.

Robert Frost
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.

Robert Frost
Many lovers have been divorced
By having what is free enforced.

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
It must be the brook
Can trust itself to go by contraries
The way I can with you — and you with me —
Because we're — we're — I don't know
What we are.

Robert Frost
Let those possess the land, and only those,
Who love it with a love so strong and stupid
That they may be abused and taken advantage of
And made fun of by business, law, and art....

Robert Frost
There is a singer everyone has heard,
Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird,
Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again.
He says that leaves are old and that for flowers
Mid-summer is to spring as one to ten.
He says the early petal-fall is past
When pear and cherry bloom went down in showers
On sunny days a moment overcast;
And comes that other fall we name the fall.
He says the highway dust is over all.
The bird would cease and be as other birds
But that he knows in singing not to sing.
The question that he frames in all but words
Is what to make of a diminished thing.

Robert Frost
The tree the tempest with a crash of wood
Throws down in front of us is not to bar
Our passage to our journey's end for good,
But just to ask us who we think we are....

Robert Frost
He thought that I was after him for a feather— The white one in his tail: like one who takes everything said as personal to himself.

Robert Frost
You've often heard me say – perhaps too often – that poetry is what is lost in translation. It is also what is lost in interpretation. That little poem means just what it says and it says what it means, nothing less but nothing more.

Robert Frost
The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader.

Robert Frost
In spring more mortal singers than belong
To any one place cover us with song.
Thrush, bluebird, blackbird, sparrow, and robin throng....

Robert Frost
Most of the change we think we see in life
Is due to truths being in and out of favor.

Robert Frost
The trees that have it in their pent-up buds
To darken nature and be summer woods.

Robert Frost