The heart can think of no devotionGreater than being shore to the ocean-Holding the curve of one position,Counting an endless repetition.
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Robert Frost
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No orchard's the worse for the wintriest storm;But one thing about it, it mustn't get warm."How often already you've had to be told,Keep cold, young orchard. Good-bye and keep cold.Dread fifty above more than fifty below."I have to be gone for a season or so.
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves.
Nature's first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf's a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf.So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay.
Men work together,' I told him from the heart,'Whether they work together or apart.
The worst disease which can afflict executives in their work is not, as popularly supposed, alcoholism; it's egotism.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on TheeAnd I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.
We love the things we love for what they are.
We dance round in a ring and suppose,But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.
The TelephoneWhen I was just as far as I could walkFrom here todayThere was an hourAll stillWhen leaning with my head against a flowerI heard you talk.Don't say I didn't for I heard you sayYou spoke from that flower on the window sill-Do you remember what it was you said ''First tell me what it was you thought you heard.''Having found the flower and driven a bee awayI leaned my headAnd holding by the stalkI listened and I thought I caught the wordWhat was itDid you call me by my name Or did you saySomeone said "Come"I heard it as I bowed.''I may have thought as much but not aloud.'Well so I came.
There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can't move, and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies.
I am not a teacher, but an awakener.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.
What is done is done for the love of it- or not really done at all.
All thought is a feat of association.
Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
I go to school the youth to learn the future.
The only certain freedom's in departure.