What did Robert Breault mean by: I hope some day to meet God, because I want to thank Him for the flowers. - Robert Breault Opera singer Copy
+ A mom forgives us all our faults, not to mention one or two we don’t even have. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Family, Mom, Mother, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
+ Always when judging Who people are, Remember to footnote The words “So far. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Judging, Wise, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
+ Alas, by the time Fate caught up with my life, Chance had it all planned. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Caught, Chance, Fate, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
+ Skepticism is a religion very rich in evangelists but very short on saviors. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Belief, Rich, Skepticism, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
+ Some forgive and forget, more forgive and remember, most forgive and remind. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Forgive And Forget, Forgiveness, Forgiving, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
+ The road to success is not a path you find, but a trail you blaze. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Path, Success, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
+ Eventually the person who tries to fix the problem will be blamed for causing it. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Persons, Problem, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
+ Sometimes we give up a dream to play a larger role in someone else’s dream. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Breault, Dream, Giving Up, Self, 0 - Robert Breault Opera singer
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
Art is like a border of flowers along the course of civilization. - Lincoln Steffens Journalist · USA
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet. - Jeremy Bentham Philosopher · England
