The middle of the road is where the white line is—and that’s the worst place to drive.
Robert FrostI would not come in.
I meant not even if asked,
And I hadn't been.
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars—on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.
Mots clés loneliness
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
Robert FrostMots clés love
The best way out is always through.
Robert FrostMots clés persistence problems feelings
Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
Robert FrostMots clés education
En dos palabras puedo resumir cuanto he aprendido acerca de la vida: Sigue adelante.
Robert FrostMots clés vida
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Mots clés nature poem impermanence
Every poem is a momentary stay against the confusion of the world.
Robert FrostA person will sometimes devote all his life to the development of one part of his body— the wishbone.
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