Robert Frost
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In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

Two roads diverged in a wood and I — I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.

Freedom lies in being bold.

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

The best way out is always through.

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.

A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

I'm not confused. I'm just well mixed.

You can't get too much winter in the winter.

The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom... in a clarification of life — not necessarily a great clarification, such as sects and cults are founded on, but in a momentary stay against confusion.

The middle of the road is where the white line is — and that's the worst place to drive.

A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.

We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows.

You can be a rank insider as well as a rank outsider.

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.