A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. – Robert Frost
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on. – Robert Frost
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. – Robert Frost
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on. – Robert Frost
There never was any heart truly great and generous, that was not also tender and compassionate. – Robert Frost
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. – Robert Frost
But I liked Yeats! That wild Irishman. I really loved his love of language, his flow. His chaotic ideas seemed to me just the right thing for a poet. Passion! He was always on the right side. He may be wrongheaded, but his heart was always on the right side. He wrote beautiful poetry. – Chinua Achebe