Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and Ill forgive Thy great big joke on me. – Robert Frost
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. – Robert Frost

Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and Ill forgive Thy great big joke on me. – Robert Frost
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. – Robert Frost
I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense. – Robert Frost
There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you cant move, and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies. – Robert Frost