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Death is just another stage

Death is just another stage of life, although the one you kind of hope comes last.

– Robert Brault

It comes down to whether

It comes down to whether you believe in seven miraculous escapes a week or one guardian angel.

– Robert Brault

I guess I have never

I guess I have never really doubted that we are all born to our guardian angel.

– Robert Brault

In the happiest of our childhood memories, our parents were happy, too.
– Robert Brault

To trade a childhood wonder for a plausible explanation — is there a worst trade one makes in life?
– Robert Brault

In childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking out. In memories of childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking in.
– Robert Brault

I’ve observed that there are more lines formed than things worth waiting for.
– Robert Brault

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Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you’ll look back and realize they were big things.
– Robert Brault

Today I bent the truth to be kind, and I have no regret, for I am far surer of what is kind than I am of what is true.
– Robert Brault

There is no effect more disproportionate to its cause than the happiness bestowed by a small compliment.
– Robert Brault

A commuter tie up consists of you and people who for some reason won’t use public transit.
– Robert Brault

Dare to be imperfect and one day there will tug at your sleeve a soul mate.
– Robert Brault

Name the season’s first hurricane Zelda and fool Mother Nature into calling it a year.
– Robert Brault

For the most part, we carnivores do not eat other carnivores. We prefer to eat our vegetarian friends.
– Robert Brault

If I choose abstraction over reality, it is because I find it the lesser chaos.
– Robert Brault

There is a strong chance that siblings who turn out well were hassled by the same parents.
– Robert Brault

A parent’s love is whole no matter how many times divided.
– Robert Brault

The average pencil is seven inches long, with just a half inch eraser in case you thought optimism was dead.
– Robert Brault

Through the blackest night, morning gently tiptoes, feeling its way to dawn.
– Robert Brault

Today I bent the truth to be kind, and I have no regret, for I am far surer of what is kind than I am of what is true.
– Robert Brault