Best 684 quotes of Robert Breault on MyQuotes

A blogger is an average person who happens to have a need to count his friends every half hour.

A blogger is constantly looking over his shoulder, for fear that he is not being followed.

A blog is a message in a bottle, both in purpose and likely readership.

A bottle of wine Still to be drunk, A bundle of thoughts Still to be thunk.

Abstract art is a fundamental distrust of the theory of reality concocted by the eyes.

A cat, after being scolded, goes about its business. A dog slinks off into a corner and pretends to be doing a serious self-reappraisal.

According to science, the universe began as a swirl of gas that, as it cooled, spun off the Ten Commandments.

A child seldom needs a good talking to as a good listening to.

A commuter tie-up consists of you — and people who for some reason won't use public transit.

Act always from a sense of common humanity, and let God judge if it be charity.

A dog is much like a married man, obeying his master's voice for the sake of his master's touch.

A family is a bunch of people who keep confusing you with someone you were as a kid.

After 5,000 years of recorded human history, you wonder, what part of 2,000,000 sunrises doesn't a pessimist understand?

After a lifetime of deep thought, I've decided that life is a distraction, but probably not from anything important.

After years of buying clothes I intend to diet into, I'll say this: the skeleton in my closet has some really nice outfits.

A good marriage is each for the other and two against the world.

A good speech has a beginning, a middle and an end, the best example being, 'I love you.'

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, said Browning, and so it has - extended by the length of an artist's brush.

A holiday cocktail party is where some stranger will learn more about you in an hour than your spouse has learned in a lifetime.

Ah, yes, my social life — a series of encounters where we briefly debate who is in the greater rush.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single happy delusion that it can be done without a stop-over.

Alas, by the time Fate caught up with my life, Chance had it all planned.

Alexandros of Antioch took a block of marble and chiseled away from it everything that was not his masterpiece, the Venus de Milo. If you will chisel away one fault from your character every day, you may discover - a) that you're actually a statue of Margaret Thatcher. b) that you're still just a block of marble. c) that there are pigeon droppings on your shoes. d) that you, too, are a hidden masterpiece.

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

All is illusion, although as long as there's an illusion that the kids need to be fed, all might as well be reality.

All my life I've wanted, just once, to say something clever without losing my train of thought

All your life you pretend to be someone else, and it turns out that you were someone else pretending to be you.

A lover's quarrel is always about every quarrel you ever had.

Always carry with you a little reasonable doubt, should you meet someone who needs to be found innocent.

Always keep your home presentable, assuming you keep a home for purposes of presentation.

Always laugh off a slight insult, so that people will understand what it means when you're not laughing.

Always telling the truth is no doubt better than always lying, although equally pathological.

Always when judging Who people are, Remember to footnote The words "So far.

A man finds love and is satisfied. A woman finds love and insists on turning it into happiness.

Am I keeping my promises?

Am I lying to you if I tell you the same lie I tell myself?

A mom forgives us all our faults, not to mention one or two we don't even have.

A mom reads you like a book, and wherever she goes, people read you like a glowing book review.

Among creatures born into chaos, a majority will imagine an order, a minority will question the order, and the rest will be pronounced insane.

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

Among the things that you, and you alone, are the absolute and final judge of is whether or not you are a success.

Among those born into chaos, some will imagine an order and become scientists; a few will recognize the chaos and become abstract artists; most others will turn to faith for understanding; and the rest will become lost souls.

An art critic is someone who appreciates art, except for any particular piece of art.

An art critic is someone who hopes to see his ideas translated to canvas without having to learn how to paint.

A nod, a bow, and a tip of the lid to the person who coulda and shoulda and did.

An old belief is like an old shoe. We so value its comfort that we fail to notice the hole in it.

An old dog, even more than an old spouse, always feels like doing what you feel like doing.

An optimist is someone who figures that if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it's the bluebird of happiness.

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

A painting is what you make of it, besides which, 'Moon, Weeping' has a better ring to it than 'Paintbrush, Dripping.