Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on. Robert Frost artcarehorse Change image and share on social
You don't have to deserve your mother's love. You have to deserve your father's. Robert Frost deservefatherlove Change image and share on social
If one by one we counted people out For the least sin, it wouldn't take us long To get so we had no one left to live with. For to be social is to be forgiving. Robert Frost countforgiveleave Change image and share on social
No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader. Robert Frost readersurprisetear Change image and share on social
I go to school the youth to learn the future. Robert Frost futurelearnschool Change image and share on social
A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes. Robert Frost boyfoolmake Change image and share on social
The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader. Robert Frost earreadertrue Change image and share on social
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. Robert Frost beginhomesicknesslovesickness Change image and share on social
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. Robert Frost beginclarificationconfusion share on social