Robert Frost Quotes

Blood has been harder to dam back than water. Just when we think we have it impounded safe Behind new barrier walls (and let it chafe!), It breaks away in some new kind of slaughter.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Flood, The."
If it was not wise, Tell me why the East Seemingly has ceased From its long stagnation In mere meditation.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
An earthly dog of the carriage breed; Who, having failed of the modern speed, Now asked asylum and I was stirred To be the one so dog-preferred.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "One More Brevity."
God turned to speak to me (Don't anybody laugh); God found I wasn't there At least not over half.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Ten Mills, "IX. Not All There."
For months it hasn't known the taste of steel Washed down with rusty water in a tin. But standing outdoors hungry, in the cold, Except in towns at night, is not a sin.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Grindstone."
Pressed into service means pressed out of shape.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Self-Seeker.
Always fall in with what you're asked to accept. Take what is given, and make it over your way. My aim in life has always been to hold my own with whatever's going. Not against: with.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Vogue (New York, March 14, 1963).
The city is all right. To live in one Is to be civilized, stay up and read Or sing and dance all night and see sunrise By waiting up instead of getting up.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
The only native tree that dares to lean, Relying on its beauty, to the air. (Less brave perhaps than trusting are the fair.)
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Young Birch."
All for me? And not a question For the faded flowers gay That could take me from beside you For the ages of a day?
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Flower-Gathering."