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. – Robert Frost
Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting. – Robert Frost

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. – Robert Frost
Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting. – Robert Frost
And were an epitaph to be my story Id have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lovers quarrel with the world. – Robert Frost
Education doesnt change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard. – Robert Frost