Quotes About Dilemma

I would never hurt one person's chances to help another--even if that other person was someone I cared about.

How can you walk away," Connor finally says, "when they're about to overthrow the Cap-17 law?

Which was worse, Risa often wondered—to have tens of thousands of babies that no one wanted, or to silently make them go away before they were even born? On different days Risa had different answers.

Sometimes justice needs obstructing when it ain't just.

What does a Nobel Prize in science mean when your lifesaving work has been transformed into an excuse to end life?

Our choices are not easy- nor should they be.

Therein lies the paradox of the profession," Faraday said. "Those who wish to have the job should not have it . . . and those who would most refuse to kill are the only ones who should.

The way Miracolina sees it, if someone would rather blow themselves up than be tithed, well, that's like stealing from the collection plate, isn't it? It's just plain wrong.

It's just that unwinding makes slavery look good. It's always the lesser of two evils.

How can you choose the lesser of two evils, when both evils are too great to measure?

Und wenn ihr Gewissen droht, sie in den Abgrund zu reißen, müsste sie sich dann nicht davon befreien, damit sie überleben kann?

Which is worse, I wonder- watching everyone you know fall into a ravine, or shaking their reality with such force that it ruins them.

Why did I come here? I thought. Why is it always only a matter of choosing between something bad and something worse?

The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left.

I've got to decide: kill myself or love myself?

I love you but don't know what to do.

The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left… The others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn't understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go

Some morals tended to keep people slaves in factories, in churches and true to the State. Other morals simply made good sense. It was like a garden filled with poisoned fruit and good fruit. You had to know which to pick and eat, which to leave alone.

Why is it always only a matter of choosing between something bad and something worse?

It's hell when you're too good to make money.

The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole goddamned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves.

Trying to be good made me sick.

Take a king or a president or anybody. Put a heavy sack of gold in one hand and a feather-light declaration about freedom in the other. And then an outlaw sticks a pistol in his face and says give me one or the other. Every time—every ten out of ten —he'll hug the sack and throw away the ideals. Because the sack's what's behind the ideals, like the foundation under a building.

Compromise occurs when our behavior fails to reflect our priorities. In what ways have you compromised, and how can you get back on track?