A Quote by Robert Frost

I had a lovers quarrel with the world. — © Robert Frost
I had a lovers quarrel with the world.
There are three kinds of patriots, two bad, one good. The bad ones are the uncritical lovers and the loveless critics. Good patriots carry on a lover's quarrel with their country, a reflection of God's lover's quarrel with all the world.
It was completely fruitless to quarrel with the world, whereas the quarrel with oneself was occasionally fruitful and always, she had to admit, interesting.
A lover's quarrel is always about every quarrel you ever had.
Our quarrel with the world is an echo of the endless quarrel proceeding within us.
It ain't because lovers are so sensitive that they quarrel so often; it is because there is so much fun n the making up.
your letters got sadder. your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all lovers betray. it didn't help. you said you had a crying bench and it was by a bridge and the bridge was over the river and you sat on the crying bench every night and wept for the lovers who had hurt and forgotten you.
I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.
Indeed, when religious people quarrel about religion, or hungry people quarrel about victuals, it looks as if they had not much of either among them.
They'd never been lovers, of course, not in the physical sense. But they'd been lovers as most of us manage, loving through expressions and gestures and the palm set softly upon the bruise at the necessary moment. Lovers by inclination rather than by lust. Lovers, that is, by love.
And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
The quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands - we should only spoil it by trying to explain it.
It requires two indiscreet persons to institute a quarrel; one individual cannot quarrel alone.
We do not want churches because they will teach us to quarrel about God. We do not want to learn that. We may quarrel with men sometimes about things on this earth, but we never quarrel about the Great Spirit. We do not want to learn that.
There are three classes of men; lovers of wisdom, lovers of honor, and lovers of gain.
Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel.
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