In three words I can sum up everything Ive learned about life: it goes on. – Robert Frost
My sorrow, when shes here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane. – Robert Frost
Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market. – Robert Frost
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on. – Robert Frost
The hood-winked husband shows his anger, and the word jealous is flung in his face. Jealous husband equals betrayed husband. And there are women who look upon jealousy as synonymous with impotence, so that the betrayed husband can only shut his eyes, powerless in the face of such accusations. – J. August Strindberg