It is not that love is blind. It is that love sees with a painter's eye, finding the essence that renders all else background.
Robert BreaultThere is a public me and a private me, who, if they were separate people, probably wouldn't exchange Christmas cards.
Robert BreaultMan is the only animal who enjoys the consolation of believing in a next life; all other animals enjoy the consolation of not worrying about it.
Robert BreaultWhat we seek in the end is not unconditional love but a love for which we, uniquely in all the world, meet all the conditions.
Robert Breault