Robert Frost

The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.

Don't be agnostic - be something.

I wonder about the trees._x000D_ _x000D_ Why do we wish to bear_x000D_ _x000D_ Forever the noise of these_x000D_ _x000D_ More than another noise_x000D_ _x000D_ So close to our dwelling place?

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

What is this talked-of mystery of birth. But being mounted bareback on the earth?

For me the initial delight is in the surprise of remembering something I didn't know I knew. I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew.

But strictly held by none, is loosely bound By countless silken ties of love and thought To everything on earth the compass round, And only by one's going slightly taut In the capriciousness of summer air Is of the slightest bondage made aware.

One of the hardest things in life to accept is a called third strike.

Oh, give us pleasure in the orch-ard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night.

There's nothing I'm afraid of like scared people.

Americans are like a rich father who wishes he knew how to give his son the hardships that made him rich.

I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.

People who read me seem to be divided into four groups: twenty-five percent like me for the right reasons; twenty-five percent like me for the wrong reasons; twenty-five percent hate me for the wrong reasons; twenty-five percent hate me for the right reasons. It's that last twenty-five percent that worries me.

Nor is there wanting in the press Some spirit to stand simply forth, Heroic in it nakedness, Against the uttermost of earth. The tale of earth's unhonored things Sounds nobler there than 'neath the sun; And the mind whirls and the heart sings, And a shout greets the daring one.

I am one who has been acquainted with the night

What is required is sight and insight- then you might add one more: excite.

Men work together, whether they work together or apart.

He burned his house down for the fire insurance and spent the proceeds on a telescope.

All thought is a feat of association; having what's in front of you bring up something in your mind that you almost didn't know you knew

If you're looking for something to be brave about, consider fine arts.

No memory of having starred atones for later disregard, or keeps the end from being hard.