The best way out is always through.
Фрост, Роберт
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
Одни говорят, мир умрёт в огне, Другие твердят про лёд, Я долго жил, и кажется мне, Огонь скорей подойдёт. Но... →
Опушка — и развилка двух дорог. Я выбирал с великой неохотой, Но выбрать сразу две никак не мог И просеку... →
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.
Always fall in with what you're asked to accept. Take what is given, and make it over your way. My aim in life... →
And nothing to look backward to with pride, and nothing to look forward to with hope.
Education doesn't change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard.
Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing... →
Hell is a half-filled auditorium.