Our life runs down in sending up the clock. The brook runs down in sending up our life. The sun runs down in sending up the brook. And there is something sending up the sun. It is this backward motion toward the source, Against the stream, that most we see ourselves in, The tribute of the current to the source. It is from this in nature we are from. It is most us.
Robert FrostA bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.
Robert FrostNo memory of having starred atones for later disregard, or keeps the end from being hard.
Robert Frost