A Quote by Robert Breault

You can't postpone sorrow, so why would you postpone happiness? — © Robert Breault
You can't postpone sorrow, so why would you postpone happiness?
When we postpone the harvest, the fruit rots, but when we postpone our problems, they keep on growing.
We do not postpone the participation of the lower classes of our people in the profits of economic enterprise, and in other countries, they do postpone it. In the long run, I think our policy is better, and we stand by it.
The aim is to postpone frailty, postpone degenerative disease, debilitation and so on and thereby shorten the period at the end of life, which is passed in a decrepit or disabled state, while extending life as a whole.
Postpone joy, it will diminish. Postpone a problem, it will grow.
Lawyers-they get together all day and say to each other, "What can we postpone next?" The only thing they don't postpone, of course, is their bill, which arrives regularly. You've heard about the man who got the bill from his lawyer which said, "For crossing the street to speak to you and discovering it was not you, twelve dollars."
We forget that every good that is worth possessing must be paid for in strokes of daily effort. We postpone and postpone until those smiling possibilities are dead... By neglecting the necessary concrete labor, by sparing ourselves the little daily tax, we are positively digging the graves of our higher possibilities.
Happiness is something that you don't postpone. If you are postponing happiness - it is something you will probably never experience much of.
Don't postpone your happiness until some perfect future date. Be happy now, tomorrow will take care of itself.
Happiness is not something you postpone for the future; it is something you design for the present.
Since you're going to die anyway, why not go do whatever it is you are in the mood to do. To postpone anything is ridiculous, if it's important to you.
People who postpone happiness are like children who try chasing rainbows in an effort to find the pot of gold at the rainbows end...Your life will never be fulfilled until you are happy here and now.
Life is cruel. Why should the afterlife be any different? I offer you a choice. Join my crew...and postpone the judgment. One hundred years before the mast. Will ye serve?
Why should we postpone our joy to another world? Let us get all we can of the good between the cradle and the grave, all that we can of the truly dramatic. If, when death comes, that is the end, we have at least made the best of this life.
Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?
Postpone not your life.
Maturity is the ability to postpone gratification.
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