Quotes About Dilemma

Which was it? Which will it be? Solitude, misery, love?

Maybe she doesn't want to understand things she doesn't think she can change anyway. Maybe sometimes you just have a couple of rotten choices. Like you can fail to comprehend the world you've got, or you can see it as this ugly, evil, dangerous place and not be able to do a damn thing about it.

You can only wrestle with something for just so long. Then you have to break in one direction or another. Just to end the wrestling. Something has to give.

It's a choice between getting the crap beaten out of you for being exactly what you are, or avoiding the beating by selling out and pretending you're not, which is like pretending there's something wrong with what you are. I'm not sure which is worse.

My mother had this thing she used to say. Before she died. "Nearly everything is easier to get into than it is to get out of.

He'd once overheard his mom telling her best friend, Judy, "Almost everything is easier to get into than it is to get out of.

Let's say you were starving. You were going to die any day of starvation. Would you go into a supermarket and steal a can of tuna?" "I'm a vegan." "Nobody's a vegan when they're starving.

Wondering why life was always a process of choosing the lesser of two evils. Why couldn't a person have all of what they'd been wanting?

But then there's the other kind. They're not used to being seen. They want it but they don't want it. It's like bright sunlight. You live in the dark all your life, you want nothing more than to step out into that warm sun. But then it hurts your eyes because it's too bright. It burns you.

Trouble is, most times, when you go looking to sell your soul, nobody's buying.

Can you imagine what it would do to a person, to know that they were standing between three people and that marrow-deep, desperate need?

Am I truly such a villain? Is it really a cage if it's the size of the world?" "Yes," said Emily, Charlotte, and Anne together, rather more loudly than any of them expected.

The physical beauty of Venice and the moral ugliness of America were more and more difficult for Julian to reconcile.

Hard to say the right thing, these days.

Since they have no choice. I felt myself tumbling from the high plain onto which Mr. Mompellion's sermon that morning had lofted me. What choice had we, after all?

man will silence the voice of his conscience when it suits him to commit sin. But

His tenuously held scruples about the slave economy did not stop him from briefly musing whether he should have himself bid for Abe Hawkins.

You are so afraid of losing your moral sense that you are not willing to take it through anything more dangerous than a mud-puddle.

The same principle that forbids me to lie does not allow me to tell the truth.

It's easy to do what is not good And things that harm oneself. It's very difficult to do Things beneficial and good.

For this theory is just another unsuccessful attempt to wriggle out of a perfectly mythical dilemma.

Mejor estaría con diablos: de siete veces seis no saben lo que ellas mismas quieren.

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El argumento se formula más o menos así: si nuestras diferencias indican diferencias de género, y por tanto las tratamos de modo disyuntivo (igual-distinto), entonces estamos en un aprieto; pero si los conceptos se entienden como una cuestión de más-o-menos, lo que indica solo diferencias de grado, entonces nuestros problemas se pueden resolver mediante la medida y el verdadero inconveniente será el cómo medir.