I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.

When I was young, I was so interested in baseball that my family was afraid I'd waste my life and be a pitcher. Later they were afraid I'd waste my life and be a poet. They were right.

It's a funny thing that when a man hasn't anything on earth to worry about, he goes off and gets married.

But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.

What makes a nation in the beginning is a good piece of geography.

Some spirit to stand simply forth, Heroic in its nakedness, Against the uttermost of earth.

Unless you are educated in metaphor, you are not safe to be let loose in the world.