“Of course, I love you,' the flower said to him. 'If you were not aware of it, it was my fault.”
― The Little Prince
― The Little Prince
Robert Frost (American poet)
(March 26, 1874 — January 29, 1963)
By 1911 Frost was fighting against discouragement. Poetry had always been considered a young person’s game, but Frost, who was nearly 40 years old, had not published a single book of poems and had seen just a handful appear in magazines. A momentous decision was made: to sell the farm and use the proceeds to make a radical new start in London, where publishers were perceived to be more receptive to new talent. Accordingly, in August 1912 the Frost family sailed across the Atlantic to England. Frost carried with him sheaves of verses he had written but not gotten into print. English publishers in London did indeed prove more receptive to innovative verse, and, through his own vigorous efforts and those of the expatriate American poet Ezra Pound, Frost within a year had published A Boy’s Will (1913). From this first book, such poems as “Storm Fear,” “The Tuft of Flowers,” and “Mowing” became standard anthology pieces.
(March 26, 1874 — January 29, 1963)
By 1911 Frost was fighting against discouragement. Poetry had always been considered a young person’s game, but Frost, who was nearly 40 years old, had not published a single book of poems and had seen just a handful appear in magazines. A momentous decision was made: to sell the farm and use the proceeds to make a radical new start in London, where publishers were perceived to be more receptive to new talent. Accordingly, in August 1912 the Frost family sailed across the Atlantic to England. Frost carried with him sheaves of verses he had written but not gotten into print. English publishers in London did indeed prove more receptive to innovative verse, and, through his own vigorous efforts and those of the expatriate American poet Ezra Pound, Frost within a year had published A Boy’s Will (1913). From this first book, such poems as “Storm Fear,” “The Tuft of Flowers,” and “Mowing” became standard anthology pieces.
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“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”
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“Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.”
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“No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.”
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“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
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“Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.”
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“Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.”
And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.”
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“Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.”
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“Forgive me my nonsense as I also forgive the nonsense of those who think they talk sense.”
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“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.”
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“A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.”
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“The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.”
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“Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.”
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Mark Twain (American writer)
(November 30, 1835 - April 21, 1910)https://www.britannica.com/biography/Mark-Twain