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I have promises to keep.
All of a sudden a friend asked me the question: "When do you think a person's life is the best?" When a friend asked me this question, I was reading the poem of the U.S. poet laureate Robert Frost . On borrowing homeopathy of a Robert Frost poem to a friend I answered:
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."
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