Quotes from Robert Breault

The brain forgets much, but the lower back remembers everything.

Most often, walking alone with my shadow is how I find my answer, the result of gathering together all agreeable parties.

There are days when I'm alone with my thoughts, which is to say, not alone enough.

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.

It is a shame to see in the work of an artist the limitations of his critics.

In sinners and repenters you have the original division of labor.

My health plan doesn't cover dental, so I enrolled my teeth as 32 dependents, each needing a complete physical once a year.

In nature we see where God has been. In our fellow man, we see where He is still at work.

If it doesn't work horizontally as prose... it probably won't work any better vertically pretending to be poetry.

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

Sometimes, to pursue a new idea, the artist must forfeit his deposit on an old idea.

The painter puts brush to canvas, and the poet puts pen to paper. The poet has the easier task, for his pen does not alter his rhyme.

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

Art is an attempt to understand, yielding pleasure in the attempt whether or not we understand.

There is in every artist's studio a scrap heap of discarded works in which the artist's discipline prevailed against his imagination.

We find things where we look for them, which is why I never look for a golf ball out of bounds.

Two people can have a middling day, but one rounds up and the other rounds down.

You can bear your troubles or shrug them off. They're your shoulders.

For some it is love undeniably. For others it is making it work, never actually knowing what it is.

Inner beauty, too, needs occasionally to be told it is beautiful.

I sit in my garden, gazing upon a beauty that cannot gaze upon itself. And I find sufficient purpose for my day.

It is a rare woman who can overcome her desire to remain pretty and allow herself to become beautiful.

In a soulmate we find not company but a completed solitude.

Sometimes the best way to forgive is to let the other person forget.