Robert Frost was a highly acclaimed American poet born on March 26, 1874, in San Francisco, California. His parents, William Prescott Frost Jr. and Isabelle Moodie, were both teachers and writers, and they instilled in Frost a love of literature and poetry from a young age.
Despite being born in San Francisco, Frost spent most of his childhood in New England, where he attended a number of different schools before enrolling at Dartmouth College. However, he left Dartmouth after just one semester and returned to his hometown of Lawrence, Massachusetts, where he worked a variety of odd jobs while continuing to write poetry.
Frost’s first book of poetry, “A Boy’s Will,” was published in 1913, and it was followed by several other successful collections, including “North of Boston” and “Mountain Interval.” His poems often explored themes of nature, rural life, and the human condition, and he was known for his use of traditional forms and meters, such as blank verse and sonnets.
Throughout his life, Frost received numerous honors and awards for his poetry, including four Pulitzer Prizes. He died on January 29, 1963, at the age of 88, in Boston, Massachusetts. Frost’s legacy as one of America’s most celebrated poets continues to be celebrated and studied to this day.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I – I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.
The best way out is always through.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
Freedom lies in being bold.
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman’s birthday but never remembers her age.
Good fences make good neighbors.
Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can’t, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.
I am not a teacher, but an awakener.
Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane.
My object in living is to unite my avocation and my vocation as my two eyes make one in sight.
The best things and the best people rise out of their separateness; I’m against a homogenized society because I want the cream to rise.
The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them.
I never dared to be radical when young for fear it would make me conservative when old.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
You have freedom when you’re easy in your harness.
A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.
The brain is a wonderful organ; it starts working the moment you get up in the morning and does not stop until you get into the office.
The only way out is through.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.
Don’t ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.
We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows.
By working faithfully eight hours a day you may eventually get to be boss and work twelve hours a day.
I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.
A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.
The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.
The worst disease which can afflict business executives in their work is not, as popularly supposed, alcoholism; it’s egotism.
Education doesn’t change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard.