Quotes About Choices

Environmental concern is a little like dieting or paying off credit-card debt - an episodically terrific idea that burns brightly and then seems to fade when we realize there's a reason we need to diet or pay down our debt. The reason is that it's really, really hard, and too many of us in too many spheres of life choose the easy over the hard.

The terror of the ordinary is what keeps many affluent, educated parents and their kids out of the merely 'decent' schools, the ones that are simply 'fine.'

These items ranged from an old gent who wanted a monthly fishing magazine to a brash old lady who requested a particular brand of toilet paper because, The stuff they give you in here leaves your arsehole as red as a radish. After

It became harder for them to indulge their initial freedom to mobilize a wide range of heterogeneous complaints, and to voice the scattered resentments of everyone (except socialists) who felt aggrieved but unrepresented. They had to make choices. They had to give up the amorphous realms of indiscriminate protest and locate a definite political space3 in which they could obtain positive practical results.

Politics is a matter of choices, and a man doesn't set up the choices himself. And there is always a price to make a choice. You know that. You've made a choice, and you know how much it cost you. There is always a price.

The picture of continually walking may be unpleasant and tiring to us. To constantly pay attention to our next step—always thinking about whether it's along the path of life or along the way of destruction—takes a lot of thought and effort. Wouldn't it be nice just to be able to get off the road and relax for a while? Or, as someone put it, "Lord, please give me the vacation of a second!

The choices for unbelievers are: Accept Islam. Pay the jizya, the poll-tax on non-Muslims, which (as we shall see) is the cornerstone of an entire system of humiliating regulations that institutionalize inferior status for non-Muslims in Islamic law. War with Muslims. Always remember, "peaceful coexistence as equals in a pluralistic society" isn't one of the choices.

The more they give up false security, the greater the opportunity they have for real security in genuine relationships built on honest choices and priorities. Only through breaking loose from bondage and fantasies of connection can we really be free to fulfill our human potentiality.

Mistakes, on the other hand, result from incorrect choices. Rather than blundering into them while we are distracted, we usually make mistakes because of insufficient knowledge, lack of experience or training, inadequate information (or inability to interpret available information properly), or applying the wrong set of rules or algorithms to a decision

free will is an illusion, brought to us by evolution. All the things we are commonly blamed or praised for—ranging from murder to theft to Darwin's eminently Victorian politeness—are the result not of choices made by some immaterial "I" but of physical necessity. "This view should teach one profound humility, one deserves no credit for anything," Darwin wrote in his notes. "[N]or ought one to blame others.

Toda vida, le dijo esa noche Epifanio a Lalo Cura, por más feliz que sea, acaba siempre en dolor y sufrimiento. Depende, dijo Lalo Cura. ¿Depende de qué, buey? De muchas cosas, dijo Lalo Cura. Si te pegan un balazo en la nuca, por ejemplo, y el pinche asesino se acerca sin que lo escuches, te vas al otro mundo sin dolor y sin sufrimiento. Pinche escuincle, dijo Epifanio. ¿A ti han pegado muchos tiros en la nuca?

Life, or the specter of life, is constantly challenging us for acts we've never committed. And sometimes for acts we never even thought of committing.

Que me importa lo que hizo Maradona con su vida. Me importa lo que hizo con la mía.

Come, hunt with me, the invitation whispers in my heart. Leave the pain behind and let your life be your own again. There is a place where all time is now, and the choices are simple and always your own. Wolves have no kings.

He smiled, and reminded me that no man could make time, but only use that which he was given wisely.

There are always choices. But sometimes there are no good ones.

History is what we do in our lives. We create it as we go along.' He smiled enigmatically. 'The future is another kind of history.

I truly wanted to live a life in which I could make my own choices, independent of the 'duties' of my birth and position. It was only when fate granted that to me that I realized the cost of it. I could set aside my responsibilities to others and live my life as I please only when I also severed my ties to them. I could not have it both ways.

It doesn't matter who a man's father is. Your parents made a child, but it's up to you to make the man you'll be.

sometimes there are no choices but poor ones.

Sometimes all the choices are poor ones, Fool, and still a man must choose.

There is a place where all time is now, and the choices are simple and always your own. Wolves have no Kings.

no man could make time, but only use that which he was given wisely.

I tried to leave you alone, Fitz. To find what peace you could, even if it excluded me from your life." Ten years ago, I could not have understood the pain in his voice. I would only have seen him as interfering and calculating. Only now, with a son of my own intent on ignoring every bit of advice I'd ever given him, could I recognize what it had cost him to let me go my own way and make my own choices. He