Robert Frost Quotes

Nature's never quite Sure she hasn't erred In her vague design.

Nearly everybody is looking for something brave to do. I don't know why people shouldn't write poetry. That's brave.

Lord, I have loved Your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy...

As a confirmed astronomer I'm always for a better sky.

Belief is better than anything else, and it is best when rapt - above paying its respects to anybody's doubt whatsoever.

I am not a nature poet. There is almost always a person in my poems.

If the writer does not cry, the reader does not cry.

Affection is an overpowering craving to be compellingly sought.

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.

Yet some say Love by being thrall And simply staying possesses all In several beauty that Thought fares far To find fused in another star.

Evolution is like walking on a rolling barrel. The walker isn't so much interested in where the barrel is going as he is in keeping on top of it.

Love has earth to which she clings.

There is no love. There's only love of men and women, love Of children, love of friends, of men, of God: Divine love, human love, parental love, Roughly discriminated for the rough.

I never take my own side in a quarrel.

When work becomes play, and play becomes your work, your life unfolds.

The first thing I do in any town I come to is ask if it has a bookstore.

Unless I'm wrong I but obey The urge of a song: I'm-bound-away! And I may return If dissatisfied With what I learn From having died.

An idea comes as near to something for nothing as you can get.

It should be of the pleasure of a poem itself to tell how it can. The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom. The figure is the same for love.

That day she put our heads together, Fate had her imagination about her, Your head so much concerned with outer, Mine with inner, weather.

The chance is the remotest, Of its going much longer unnoticed, That I'm not keeping pace With the headlong human race

Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss.

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 best thing we're put here for's to see; The strongest thing that's given us to see with's a telescope. Someone in every town, seems to me, owes it to the town to keep one.

Democracy is the best chance for the best people.

Not to sink under being man and wife, But get some color and music out of life?

Summary riposte To the dreary wail There's no knowing what Love is all about. Poets know a lot.

I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice.

New is a word for fools in towns who think Style upon style in dress and thought at last Must get somewhere.

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.

The Moon for all her light and grace Has never learned to know her place.

The people I want to hear about are the people who take risks.

A bird half wakened in the lunar noon Sang halfway through its little inborn tune.

One age is like another for the soul.

A turning point in modern history.

The best way to hate is the worst. 'Tis to find what the hated need, Never mind of what actual worth, And wipe that out of the earth. Let them die of unsatisfied greed.

Memento mori and obey the Lord. Art and religion love the somber chord.

Nations like the Cuban and the Swiss Can never hope to wage a Global Mission. No Holy Wars for them. The most the small Can ever give us is a nuisance brawl.

How are we to write The Russian novel in America As long as life goes so unterribly?

God once declared He was true And then took the veil and withdrew.

God turned to speak to me (Don't anybody laugh); God found I wasn't there At least not over half.

For hard it is to keep from being King When it's in you and in the situation.

For I thought Epicurus and Lucretius By Nature meant the Whole Goddam Machinery.

Nothing not built with hands of course is sacred. But here is not a question of what's sacred; Rather of what to face or run away from. I'd hate to be a runaway from nature.

States strong enough to do good are but few. Their number would seem limited to three.

No, in country money, the country scale of gain, The requisite lift of spirit has never been found.

It comes down to a doubt about the wisdom Of having children after having had them, So there is nothing we can do about it But warn the children they perhaps should have none.

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.

... War is for everyone, for children too. I wasn't going to tell you and I mustn't. The best way is to come uphill with me And have our fire and laugh and be afraid.

The footpath down to the well is healed.