Essay On Nothing Gold Can Stay By Robert Frost

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Because this is the first informal piece I write in American Literature, I think you should know where I stand on a variety of issues. Telling you about myself feels, by some means, dishonest since the most important thing about me is that I am constantly changing. When I was little, teachers used to tell us to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes before we judge them. Yet, I’ve never understood what we’re supposed to learn from a pair of shoes. If you want to know who I am, I suggest taking my eyes, my ears, my hands, but most importantly, my words. You will learn more about me from my words in one week than a million years in my shoes .
I am a thrill-seeker, an adventurer, a wanderer. I live to see old things, new things, and, my
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Robert Frost once wrote, “Nothing gold can stay,” a quote that has been pinned on the bulletin board that is my mind for quite a while. After a bit of growing up, I have something to add to this. I believe that nothing gray can stay either. The sun will rise and set again, but that’s the thing—when it’s dark, lonely, and just plain terrifying out, you can always be faithful that the sun will reappear, and with it the charm, hope, and promise of a new day. I believe that words can be remarkably wondrous if you let them be. I also believe that, unfortunately, the things that are most deserving of our attention are often the most ignored. It takes forty-three muscles to frown, but only seventeen to smile. Because of this, I believe that, at least for the sake of laziness, a smile is the most fashionable thing to wear. I believe that there are two sides to every story, and I have always chosen to see both. The world may not be fair, but that doesn’t give people an excuse to be the same way. In the words of the indie rock band Belle and Sebastian, “Do something pretty while you can.” I believe that everyone carries the responsibility to leave something positive behind for the next generation. I believe that people can be judged solely by one simple decision —mirrors or windows. Personally, I choose windows, so I can see everything—the truth, the lies, the in-between, the way the sun rises and falls back down when it grows tired, the way the wind can turn an entire city into dust and the still ocean into blades slashing the crisp, morning

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