Robert Breault Quotes

Life is a series of family photos in which eventually you stop showing up.

One day, in your search for happiness, you discover a partner by your side, and you realize that your happiness has come to help you search.

As I may or may not say to the Lord on Judgment Day, "You ask a lot of questions for someone who has so much explaining to do"

Some say that true love is a mirage; seek it anyway, for all else is surely desert.

Take no revenge that you have not pondered beneath a starry sky, or on a canyon overlook, or to the lapping of waves and the mewing of a distant gull.

To trade a childhood wonder for a plausible explanation - is there a worst trade one makes in life?

The mind, as you age, Is an artist, it seems. Monet paints your mem’ries, Picasso your dreams.

See yourself always as cause, and perhaps a better world will be found among your effects.

Dancing is moving to the music without stepping on anyone's toes, pretty much the same as life.

If you aren't sure who you are, you might as well work on who you want to be.

Even if you think the Big Bang created the stars, don't you wonder who sent the flowers?

The willingness to share does not make one charitable; it makes one free.

I hope some day to meet God, because I want to thank Him for the flowers.

A man sometimes wins an argument, but a woman always wins a silence.

Do I rue a life wasted doing crosswords? Yes, but I do know the three-letter-word for regret.

A wise saying is something you keep picking up off the floor in front of your fridge

There is a purpose to our lives that each day tugs at our sleeve as an annoying distraction.

All any child needs is the protection of loving parents and an alternative source of information.

One thing you learn in a long marriage is how many sneezes to wait before saying, "Bless you.

The toughest test of good judgment is to know when to withhold your better judgment.

I enjoy many silent moments with my cat, a conversation always resumed exactly where left off.

Each morning I gaze at the eastern horizon, and if the sun keeps its promise, I keep mine.

Beyond our most stubborn misperception lies often our fondest dream.

I would love to go back and travel the road not taken, if I knew at the end of it I'd find the same set of grandkids.

What is the fire in our belly but the eternal flame of a thousand ancestors.

Love may be blind, but this I'll state - it's eagle-eyed compared to hate.

The trick to getting things done is to list things to do in doable order.

Anything we tell our kids about life is a placemarker until they figure it out for themselves.

To help someone in need is not charity it is proper etiquette.

Family life is a bit like a runny peach pie - not perfect but who's complaining?

The lesson of Good Friday is to never lose hope — or at least give it 48 hours.

You don't want to get to the end of life's journey and discover you never left the interstate.

What you discover about people you try not to offend is that you can offend them without trying.

Whoever dreamed up Scrabble had an exaggerated idea of how many 7-letter words have five i's.

The perfect family board game is one that can be played each time with fewer pieces.

At the end of the day, Mother Nature has only one question for us: 'What life did you nurture today?

It is when there is nothing you can say or do to help that a friend needs you the most.

What a snapshot is to your life, your life is to eternity, so wouldn't it be nice if eternity captured you smiling?

Seeking happiness, I passed many travelers headed in the opposite direction, seeking happiness.

Among life's regrets is all the time wasted being early for everything.

In comparing religious belief to science, I try to remember that science is belief also.

I guess, when you get down to it, a loving touch compensates for an unskilled hand about everywhere except in an airplane cockpit.

Sometimes I sit up late with my thoughts, reluctant to fall asleep and leave my thoughts alone by themselves.

Life is a vale of tears in which there are moments you just can't stop giggling.

Looking back, you realize that everything would have explained itself if you had only stopped interrupting.

I believe in animal rights, and high among them is the right to the gentle stroke of a human hand.

Metaphor for the night sky: a trillion asterisks and no explanations.

We are known to our friends by a look in our eyes that we never see in a mirror.

We are each of us born into the arms of mortality, the Lord recognizing our need to be held.

I respect more the person who struggles with his faith than the person who is confident in his skepticism.