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Not yesterday I learned to know The love of bare November days Before the coming of the snow.
Skepticism, is that anything more than we used to mean when we said, Well, what have we here?
They would not find me changed from him they knew - only more sure of all I thought was true.
Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.
For I have had too much Of apple-picking:I am overtired Of the great harvest I myself desired.
I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice.
There never was any heart truly great and generous, that was not also tender and compassionate.
Summary riposte To the dreary wail There's no knowing what Love is all about. Poets know a lot.
I am a writer of books in retrospect. I talk in order to understand; I teach in order to learn.
A definite purpose, like blinders on a horse, inevitably narrows its possessor's point of view.
Both T.S. Eliot and I like to play, but I like to play euchre, while he likes to play Eucharist.
Loyalty is that for the lack of which your gang will shoot you without benefit of trial by jury.
God turned to speak to me (Don't anybody laugh); God found I wasn't there At least not over half.
The difference between a job and a career is the difference between forty and sixty hours a week.
Being the boss anywhere is lonely. Being a female boss in a world of mostly men is especially so.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
Bounds should be set To ingenuity for being so cruel In bringing change unheralded on the unready.
Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these She a window flower And he a winter breeze.
No, in country money, the country scale of gain, The requisite lift of spirit has never been found.
You've got to love what's lovable, and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.
Love at the lips was touch As sweet as I could bear; And once that seemed too much; I lived on air.
The hurt is not enough: I long for weight and strength. To feel the earth as rough to all my length
My definition of poetry (if I were forced to give one) would be this: words that have become deeds.
loosely bound By countless silken ties of love and thought To everything on earth the compass round
I could define poetry this way: it is that which is lost out of both prose and verse in translation.
I see for Nature no defeat In one tree's overthrow Or for myself in my retreat For yet another blow.
What you want, what you're hanging around in the world waiting for, is for something to occur to you.
No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.
A person will sometimes devote all his life to the development of one part of his body - the wishbone.
The sister's face Fell all in wrinkles of responsibility. She wanted to do right. She'd have to think.
There is absolutely no reason for being rushed along with the rush. Everybody should be free to go slow.
The difference between a man and his valet: they both smoke the same cigars, but only one pays for them.
Poetry is the renewal of words, setting them free, and that's what a poet is doing: loosening the words.
Americans are like a rich father who wishes he knew how to give his son the hardships that made him rich.
Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
It's hard to get into this world and hard to get out of it, and what's in between doesn't make much sense.
A true sonnet goes eight lines and then takes a turn for better or worse and goes six or eight lines more.
I turned to speak to God About the world's despair But to make bad matters worse I found God wasn't there.
Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
What an exciting age it is we live in With all this talk about the hope of youth And nothing made of youth.
The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.
Life is tons of discipline. Your first discipline is your vocabulary; then your grammar and your punctuation
New is a word for fools in towns who think Style upon style in dress and thought at last Must get somewhere.
Lord, I have loved Your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy...
A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.
As for his evil tidings, Belshazzar's overthrow, Why hurry to tell Belshazzar What soon enough he would know?
I came from a very intellectual neighborhood. When we played cowboys and Indians as kids, I had to be Gandhi.
A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.
I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense.
Everything written is as good as it is dramatic. It need not declare itself in form, but it is drama or nothing.