Robert Frost

A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on death and friendship

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

Robert Frost

Source: Home Burial, 1914

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on proof

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If, as they say, some dust thrown in my eyes Will keep my talk from getting overwise, I'm not the one for putting off the proof. Let it be overwhelming.

Robert Frost

Source: Dust in the Eyes, 1928

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on people, rest, work, and world

The world is full of willing people: some willing to work, the rest willing to let them.

Robert Frost

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on ideas, learning, and writing

All there is to writing is having ideas. To learn to write is to learn to have ideas.

Robert Frost

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on garden and nature

Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and building a wall.

Robert Frost

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on forgiveness and nonsense

Forgive me my nonsense as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense.

Robert Frost

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on hope and pride

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And nothing to look backward to with pride, And nothing to look forward to with hope.

Robert Frost

Source: The Death of the Hired Man, 1914

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on poets and wonder

Do you know, Considering the market, there are more Poems produced than any other thing? No wonder poets sometimes have to seem So much more businesslike than businessmen. Their wares are so much harder to get rid of.

Robert Frost

Source: New Hampshire, 1923

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on service

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Pressed into service means pressed out of shape.

Robert Frost

Source: The Self-Seeker, 1914

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A Quote by Robert Lee Frost on choice

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I shall set forth for somewhere, I shall make the reckless choice Some say when they are in voice And tossing so as to scare The white clouds over them on, I shall have less to say, But I shall be none.

Robert Frost

Source: The Sound of the Trees, 1916

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