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

Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and building a wall.

Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.

No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.

Fireflies in the Garden By Robert Frost 1874–1963 Here come real stars to fill the upper skies, And here on earth come emulating flies, That though they never equal stars in size, (And they were never really stars at heart) Achieve at times a very star-like start. Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.

Affection is an overpowering craving to be compellingly sought.

All those who try to go it sole alone, Too proud to be beholden for relief, Are absolutely sure to come to grief.