“But yield who will to their separation,
My object in living is to unite
My avocation and my vocation
As my two eyes make one in sight.
Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes,
Is the deed ever really done
For heaven and the future´s sakes.”
More from Robert Frost
“So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.”
“Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me.”
“Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.”
“The desolate, deserted trees, The faded earth, the heavy sky, The beauties she so truly…”