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

One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

I am assured at any rate Man's practically inexterminate. Someday I must go into that. There's always been an Ararat Where someone someone else begat To start the world all over at.

Before I built a wall I'd ask to know what I was walling in or walling out.

It takes all sorts of in and outdoor schooling To get adapted to my kind of fooling.

Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.

Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.