Quotes by Robert Frost

“The mind-is not the heart.I may yet live, as I know others live,To wish in vain to let go with the mind-Of cares, at night, to sleep; but nothing tells meThat I need learn to let go with the heart.”

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;”

“If one by one we counted people outFor the least sin, it wouldn't take us longTo get so we had no one left to live with.For to be social is to be forgiving.”

“The only way out is through”

“The best way out is always through.”

“They cannot scare me with their empty spacesBetween starson stars where no human race is.I have it in me so much nearer homeTo scare myself with my own desert places.”

“And lonely as it is that lonelinessWill be more lonely ere it will be less--A blanker whiteness of benighted snowWith no expression, nothing to express.They cannot scare me with their empty spacesB...”

“My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.”

“So was I once myself a swinger of birches.And so I dream of going back to be.”

“Thinking is not to agree or disagree. That's voting.”

“The farm is a base of operationsa stronghold. You can withdraw into yourself there. Solitude for reflection is an essential ingredient in self-development. I think a person has to be withdrawn into...”

“Lovers, forget your love,And list the love of these,She a window flower,And he a winter breeze.”

“I have stood still and stopped the sound of feetWhen far away an interrupted cryCame over houses from another street,But not to call me back or say good-bye;And further still at an unearthly height...”

“He moves in darkness as it seems to meNot of woods only and the shade of trees.”

“It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage...”

“The ArmfulFor every parcel I stoop down to seizeI lose some other off my arms and knees,And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns,Extremes too hard to comprehend at. onceYet nothing I should ca...”

“How many things have to happen to you before something occurs to you?”

“I hold it to be the inalienable right of anybody to go to hell in his own way.”

“I have wished a bird would fly away,And not sing by my house all day;Have clapped my hands at him from the doorWhen it seemed as if I could bear no more.The fault must partly have been in me.The bi...”

“An idea is a feat of association, and the height of it is a good metaphor.”