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Her pleasure will not let me stay.
She talks and I am fain to list:
She's glad the birds are gone away,
She's glad her simple worsted gray
Is silver now with clinging mist.

— Robert Frost A Boy's Will (1913)

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Everything written is as good as it is dramatic. It need not declare itself in form, but it is drama or nothing.

Preface to A Way Out: A One-act Play (1929)

The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them.

It is the future that creates his present.
All is an interminable chain of longing.

In the Clearing (1962)

Home is the place where, when you have to go there,
They have to take you in.

North of Boston (1914)

In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life — It goes on.

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