Humour is the most engaging cowardice. With it myself I have been able to hold some of my enemy in play far… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
When work becomes play, and play becomes your work, your life unfolds. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
I've given offense by saying I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Both T.S. Eliot and I like to play, but I like to play euchre, while he likes to play Eucharist. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Poetry is play. I'd even rather have you think of it as a sport. For instance, like football. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes Is the deed ever truly done For… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working when you get up in the morning, and doesn't stop until you get to the… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
When I see birches bend to left and right... I like to think some boy's been swinging them. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“The promising young poets, the hopefuls? I'd name Richard Wilbur, Peter Viereck, Karl Shapiro, Elizabeth Bishop, Robert Lowell, John Ciardi...Leonard Bacon...but it is still… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Lord, I have loved Your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy... — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It is only a moment here and a moment there that the greatest writer has. Some cognizance of the fact must be taken in… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can't move, and the kind that… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But now the theory goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is,… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
What an exciting age it is we live in With all this talk about the hope of youth And nothing made of youth. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
