Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on.
Category Archive: Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a wood and I – I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
The best way out is always through.
You don’t have to deserve your mother’s love. You have to deserve your father’s.
If society fits you comfortably enough, you call it freedom.
A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.
Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.
Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.