Quotes About Indecision

Weakness, halfheartedness, and indecision provoke the assaults of Satan; and those who permit these traits to grow will be borne helplessly down by the surging waves of temptation. Everyone who professes the name of Christ is required to grow up to the full stature of Christ, the Christian's living head.

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That would really suit you, wouldn't it, to leave things undecided forever? But love is not a joke, it also means sharing someone else's pain.

I don't want to think about or start thinking about figuring out my life, for whatever it's worth.

I have a real hard time classifying anything as my biggest moment, my favorite color or whatever.

At this stage of the game, I am not sure what the hell is going to happen.

You can hesitate before deciding, but not once the decision is made.

Doubt may be a poor encouragement to do anything, but it is a bad reason for doing nothing.

In spite of the advice of my father, I did hesitate.

Therefore, please some good gentlemen, tell me that right name you call man who puts off doing those things that mighty good for him. Procrastinator, called a voice.

Franz Kafka'n?n vakti zaman?nda aç?klad??? gibi: Ula??lacak bir amaç vard?r ama yol yoktur; karars?zl?klar?m?za, duraksamalar?m?za yol ad?n? takar?z.

Do you want the window open?" "No. This room is too cold already," the little lady said. "You said a minute ago that it was too hot." "Well, it was, a minute ago." "Oh, dear me," said Maggie.

Weak men who fall into positions of power are dying to give it up to anyone who will take it. The poor player would throw the ball to someone on the other team just to be rid of the worry of what to do with it, of the dread that he would have to be a man of action for a moment.

Olga sits on the carpet in front of her shelves with stacks of books scattered around her, struggling to pick between her old favorites. She's all bent over, like a puppet without a hand inside it.

What did she want? Frances couldn't tell. She wasn't sure she cared any more. There had been too much dancing back and forth. The night had been over-stretched: it had lost its tension.

It looks like the house of Ali Baba! Or the Moulin Rouge! Or the Taj Mahal! If only she would decide on a country and have done with it. Is that what passes for modern décor?

I'm not so sure about him.

Stacy wasn't certain; she'd never bothered to pay attention to details like that, and was always regretting it, the half knowing, which felt worse than not knowing at all, the constant sense that she had things partly right, but not right enough to make a difference.

Let's start wobbling, shall we? said Locke's knees, but this offer was met by a counterproposal from his better judgement to simply freeze up and do nothing, like a man treading water who sees a tall black fin coming straight at him.

Q: Why didn't the chicken cross the road? A: Because he was a chicken.

Kaeleigh, queen of passive, all the time saying no, but not strong enough to mean it.

When you absolutely don't know what to do anymore, it is time to panic

When I entered college, I thought that I wanted to be a lawyer, but by the time I was set to graduate, I was not too sure of that.

In my time at St. Mary's College, drifting out of sports because it was something that began to feel really finite. And I could see that I didn't have the passion to sustain a career in sports.