More quotes by Robert Frost

"For dear me, why abandon a beliefMerely because it ceases to be true"
"The way a crowShook down on meThe dust of snowFrom a hemlock treeHas given my heartA change of moodAnd saved some partOf a day I had rued."
"We love the things we love for what they are."
"Poetry is what gets lost in translation."
"Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on TheeAnd I'll forgive Thy great big one on me."