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.

Robert Frost


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Hope is not found in a way out but a way through.

Robert Frost


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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...

Robert Frost

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We ran as if to meet the moon.

Robert Frost

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The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader. I know people who read without hearing the sentence sounds and they were the fastest readers. Eye readers we call them. They get the meaning by glances. But they are bad readers because they miss the best part of what a good writer puts into his work.

Robert Frost

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A breeze discovered my open book And began to flutter the leaves to look

Robert Frost


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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.

Robert Frost

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There never was any heart truly great and generous, that was not also tender and compassionate.

Robert Frost


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No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader.

Robert Frost


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Fragmentary Blue

Why make so much of fragmentary blue
In here and there a bird, or butterfly,
Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?

Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)--
Though some savants make earth include the sky;
And blue so far above us comes so high,
It only gives our wish for blue a whet.

Robert Frost

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